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Giant People on a Tiny Island

Mingyang Cen
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May 2026
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          Once upon a time long ago, there was a small tropical island far away from the mainland, where giants and humongous cats lived. The island was peaceful and prosperous as the giants built cities and farmed crops with no interference from outsiders. But one day, a ship was devastated by a gale of strong wind and crashed onto the island. The starving, frostbitten passengers were given fresh water and food by the sympathetic mayor of the giants. A calico cat was in front of the mayor all the time. It meowed and pointed its paws towards the giants, although the humans didn’t think much of it. The captain bowed to the giants in thanks.
          After the captain returned home safely, he told a cartographer about the island he had discovered and the friendly giants who lived there. He mentioned its importance for explorers caught in storms. That night, they plotted it out, and the island was marked on the newest edition of the map.
          The king read the map and ordered the recruitment of several explorers to search for natural resources to be exploited. Soon enough, three cunning pirate friends, James, Andrew, and Oliver, showed up, and a royal grant was promised. The king thought, “If these pirates have been able to steal so much, I should probably hire them so they can steal for me!” So, he gave them the largest, fastest steam ship in the country and put a chest of gold in it.
          Soon enough, they landed on the island and hastily anchored their ship. “The island is really small with few hills or mountains, so it should be easy to steal everything,” Andrew remarked. They had looted larger cities on rougher terrain before. He was always the person who was good at making up a plan on the spot.
          The pirates welcomed the clueless giants’ hospitality while secretly plotting. As they ate a giant dinner, they laughed among themselves.
          At midnight, the thieves tiptoed into the first house on the street, where the mayor was sleeping. A pile of gold ingots sat on the shelf. While James and Andrew hurriedly stuffed a bag of cotton into the snoring giant’s ears, Oliver placed the ingots, curiously hallmarked with paw prints, into a satchel.
          They then moved on to the next building on the street, a jeweler’s house. Tiptoeing in, they snatched several intricately carved bracelets and necklaces, chipping and dirtying the priceless works of art without a thought.
          The sun was already beginning to rise, and although the pirates wanted to make a quick getaway, the burglars limped around slowly with their heavy satchel of loot.
          “It should still be fine, because we have plenty of time before these dimwits will wake up,” Andrew remarked.
          But at that moment, a tabby cat was working as a sentry and screeched loudly. Everyone in the town woke up to notice the stolen items and the burglars running on the streets. Giants run faster than humans, and the buccaneers were soon outsped and outnumbered.
          Seeing no horses or donkeys they could ride on, the thieves found a huge stray cat with gray fur and tried to ride it like a horse. Holding a fish in front of it, they tried to make it move forward, but it stared away and spat at the ground. They tried a potato, a carrot, and a stem of celery, but the cat just shook the offenders off.
          By a stroke of luck, the criminals reached their ship and turned on their engines before the giants could catch up. The betrayed giants shouted as the criminals cruised away.
          Several behemoth cats leaped onto the ship, weighing it down and hissing at the thieves. The unempathetic pirates rolled each of the cats into the ocean, but the cats still had one last trick.
          Unexpectedly, the engine slowed down to a halt, with crunching noises emanating from the internal components.
          “What happened? Did the king give us a fishing boat or what?” Andrew asked James. “I didn’t expect this to happen at all!”
          ​Stinky fish started popping out of the funnel and onto the deck. The engine ground to a halt. In fact, the cats of the island were actually very intelligent, a fact the thieves, accustomed to normal-sized cats, didn’t know. These three notorious pirates had finally met their demise, being outsmarted by who they thought could be outsmarted.
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