Jenny+S

Genre: Fantasy Character: A member of the Communist Party, cheerleader, the president of the USA Setting: Candyland

Mr Li, a member of the chinese communist party, found it difficult to believe that after he woke up, he was in a Candyland where he saw only in some of the fantasy movies. There were candies all over the ground which he could casually grab one and eat. Then he noticed that there were candies on the trees instead of fruit such as apples. He was so stunned that he kept on slapping his face and rubbing his eyes. However, he soon realized that this is not a dream but reality. Then he saw a person coming from distance away. He frowned to see who that person was but could not really see because he didn’t have have his glasses on.

After the person had come somewhat near him, he could tell that the person was --- Barack Obama. Obama and Mr Li greeted to each other, and asked why in the world they are here. Mr Li asked:

“WAAA OBAMA, Ni wei shen me ye zai zhe ge di fang ne. Wo men zai na li?” “YO MAN, I DON’T SPEAK THAT CHINESE STUFF”

Frustrated, Mr. Li repeated, this time in broken english, “Where are we?” Obama replied, seemingly genuinely amused, “Why...we’re in candyland, man!”

Mr. Li was still clearly bewildered. Before he could get out another question, Obama spun around and bunny hopped away towards what appeared to be a forest of licorice. Too stunned to give chase, Mr. Li simply stood for a second in amazement. Slowly it dawned on him. Finally understanding Obama’s response…CANDYLAND. Overcome with emotion, Mr. Li began to cry as his childhood dream had finally been realized. All his life, he had been searching for meaning. He had worked hard in school and then at his job to become one of the premier officers of the Chinese Communist Party. What he had truly wanted ever since he was a little boy however...was to visit Candyland.

And now he was in Candyland, just like he always wanted. As Mr. Li and Obama stood akwardly, a small cheerleader ran towards them. She was a typical highschool cheerleader in the sense that she wore a small skirt, high socks and perky smile. However, both Mr. Li and Obama could not stop staring at her chocolate hair. “Hey there ya’ll, what brings ya’ll to candyland?” “Well...umm...wo bu zhi dao. Ni shi shei?” The cheerleader rolled her eyes and tossed her chocolate hair over her shoulders. “Your friend has the cutest little accent”, she said, talking directly to Obama. “So what brings you hear? Reduced tax cuts, welfare services and a bugdet surplus?” Obama laughed slightly, trying to hide some of his confusion and frustration. “Why, no. In fact, Mr. Li and I arrived here by accident. This must be some kind of mistake.” “Mistake? No, no. You’re just in time for the Candyland Cheerleaders’ Assembly! In fact, we’re in need of an additional cheerleader. Mindy, our star, happened to eat to many chocolates last night...and now our squad needs a replacement. Surely, one of you two fine men would be willing to help us out?” Mr. Li looked at Obama quizzically, trying hard to decipher the situation. “Well, what do you say?” she asked. “No. Wo ting bu don…” “Alright. You’d better not say anything from here, because you are really driving me into nuts here.” Obama frowned and just covered Mr.Li’s mouth, tired of the situation. “We’ll do it, but it’s Mr.Li doing it,” Obama said, pointing at Mr.Li. “@#$!@#@#!” “Oh, give it a try, buddy. You can’t speak. You are gonna be a cheerleader.” Mr.Li frowned and stared at the chocolate hair cheerleader, begging for explanation. “Alright, come over here. We’ll show you what it looks like.” As soon as the girl whistled, hundreds of cheerleaders came out from the bushes of candies and river of sugar, covered up by silk of sugar and holding stick of candy cane. They divided into three groups of chocolate, vanilla and strawberry hairs and started acrobatics. Colorful candies were thrown in the air and liquid of sugar was splashed to each other.