The Tower Journal

Theresa Rose Sullivan

A Leprechaun Story

for Claire


          I went to bed early one night and I had the best dream ever.

          We went walking, my dad and I, to a field where I saw a rainbow.

          My dad said, "If you get close enough to the rainbow, you might see a Leprechaun, and you might find his pot of gold."

          My dad and I kept walking, getting closer to the rainbow. Out of nowhere, we thought we saw a  little man running in the field where we were.

          "I think it's a Leprechaun." My dad said.

          I was excited to think that, just maybe, we found a real Leprechaun. When we got closer, we saw that he was sitting down. It looked like the Leprechaun was repairing shoes on a table. The Leprechaun was wearing a green jacket  with many buttons of gold. My dad counted seven rows  of buttons and seven buttons in each row. The Leprechaun's pants were also green and he wore a white shirt and red vest, which also had gold buttons.  The Leprechaun's shoes were black and pointed near the toes.

          He looked small. My dad guessed that he was about three feet high.

          My great grandpa John was born in County Cork, Ireland. That is where the Leprechaun's come from. We didn't know how the Leprechaun's ended up in the field.  

          When my dad and I moved closer to the Leprechaun, the tiny man looked up and smiled. He then took me and my dad to a little table with three chairs.

          "Welcome," the Leprechaun said.  "Sit if you can, and sit if you're able, but when you sit with me it will be at the end of the table." I think he was a little afraid to be with us because we were so much taller than the wee man.  

          I think he thought we were going to steal the pot of gold he worked so hard to fill by making and fixing shoes.

          I said, "I want to be your friend. Can you be my friend and help me learn how to fix shoes? My dad and I only want to help you."

          The Leprechaun thought about it and said, "Okay only this one time. I will  teach you how to make and fix shoes."

          My dad then got up from his chair, and looked around to see what he could see. He asked the Leprechaun if there were more Leprechaun's around in the field where we were.

          The Leprechaun seemed to trust us.  He took out a flute and played a song  to call all the other Leprechaun's out of hiding. One came out from under a little tree. He walked closer to be with us. Three more appeared out of nowhere, and again ten more came. There were Leprechauns all around me and my dad. We stood up and reached out to shake their hands. We then decided that  we would become  close friends of the Leprechaun's.

          I'm a little bit taller than the Leprechauns. My dad is really tall.  He helped the Leprechauns find materials to fix and make shoes.

          After a little bit, the leprechauns asked us if we wanted to stay and have dinner with them. We had cabbage, potatoes and carrots, and best of all corned  beef.  Leprechauns have very small plates and forks and spoons. And they have small knives to cut the corned beef.

          My dad ate three plates of food. I, being almost as tall as a  Leprechaun, ate only one.

          The Leprechauns even gave us Irish Soda Bread with our food.

          Then we were able to watch them play Irish music after dinner. There were drums and flutes and bagpipes. They taught me how to Irish dance, and how to sing Irish songs which we did all night long.

          I was then so tired I had to take a nap. The Leprechauns made me a bed my size to lay down on, and I fell fast asleep.

          My dad slept on a bed of soft leaves the Leprechaun's made for him. They  promised to watch over us, for we had become friends of the Leprechaun's.

          When we woke up from sleeping, they took my dad and me on a closer walk to see the rainbow. My eyes  could not believe there was really a Pot of Gold at the bottom of the rainbow.

          My dad offered to carry the Pot of Gold to where they wanted it, hidden from people who wished to take whatever they found.

          After my dad carried the Pot of Gold, we all walked closer to a cave, where the Leprechauns had hidden other  pots of gold. The Leprechauns saw us as friends and trusted my dad and me to help them.

          We worked really hard to help the Leprechaun's. And then my dad and I held out our hands to thank them for all they had taught us.

          You see, when my dad was a little boy, his grandpa John had a big rainbow over his house. His house was painted and looked like gold.  Grandpa John gave my dad a shovel so that he could try to help the Leprechauns get to the Pot of Gold which was stuck under grandpa John's shed. My dad dug, and dug a big hole near the shed, and then Grandpa John helped my dad carry the Pot of Gold to the Leprechauns, who were watching from under a tree on the side of the house.

          You see, all people born in Ireland are  friends of the Leprechauns. Grandpa John taught my dad about the Leprechauns, since he is part Irish. Family members of those people born in Ireland, become really good  friends of Leprechauns, too.

          You just have to believe. For if you are Irish or part Irish then the Leprechaun's will protect you as well. 

          Believe if you must, a Leprechaun you can trust. My dad and I believe, for we were meant to be, friends of the Leprechauns, For All To See.

Copyright © 2015 Theresa Rose Sullivan

Theresa Rose Sullivan tells Leprechaun stories to her grandaughter Claire, just like her father John J. Sullivan did for her. It's an Irish tradition to sit on a child's bed and make up the Lephrechaun story as you go along. The stories are never perfect, but the children love them all the same. 

The Tower Journal
Spring/Summer 2015