Peter Clenott

In a far corner of the Island of Serendipity stood the poorest of poor castles. Everything was poor including the villagers who lived inside. No matter how poor, the villagers took the greatest of pride in the baking and selling of muffins Every morning, villagers loaded them onto their only wagon and went from village to village selling all the muffins. One day there appeared at the castle a great and monstrous dragon—a muffin-munching dragon. With crumbs still on his face from the muffins he'd eaten at the last castle he'd visited, the dragon came waddling down the hill, right up to the drawbridge. From the smell of things, this was a perfect place for a muffin-munching dragon to live. From that day forward, he ate all of the muffins. With no muffins to sell, the castle folk had no money to buy supplies to bake more muffins. All would have ended here had they not all learned to work together. A delightful tale about simple economics.