Sonja: Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Beaver, for joining me today on my blog, Books and Thoughts on Faith and Friendship. Would you care for some tea?
Mrs. Beaver: Our pleasure, dearie. Kettle’s singing! I’ll pour–hang on, did you say your “log?” Are you a beaver, too?
Sonja: Thank you for the tea, and no, I said, “blog.” A blog is like a journal, but it’s written on the web, where everyone can read it.
Mr. Beaver: Sounds sticky! Got a spider named Charlotte working for you?
Sonja [shifting anxiously on her three-legged stool] No, um, not exactly. It’s, well, difficult to explain. Let’s begin, shall we? Mr. Beaver, you risk your life when you set out in the snow in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe to meet the “Sons of Adam” and “Daughters of Eve” and bring them to Aslan. Yet, you even admit to the children that Aslan hadn’t been in Narnia in your time or your father’s time, and that much of what you knew about him was based on rhyming verses of prophecy. What made you so sure that Aslan was even real, and that if he was, that the real Aslan was back?
Mrs. Beaver: He had faith, Sonja! Plain and simple!
Mr. Beaver: She asked me the question, Mrs. Beaver! [clearing his throat]:
Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
Sonja: Um, no. Why risk being turned to stone by the Witch? How were you so sure it was Aslan?
Mr. Beaver [banging his paw on the table, making the teacups rattle]: It all comes down to who you trust! Remember how I told the children that word had reached us that Aslan had returned? Trees were spying for the Witch, yes, but some of them were also on our side. They must have felt spring coming to their roots the moment Aslan bounded into Narnia. I trusted all the messengers from Aslan, whether they be trees, birds, or Fauns. When they told me that Aslan was back, Aslan was back.
Sonja: Thank you, Mr. Beaver! Mrs. Beaver, please forgive me, but I have two silly questions for you. If the ground was frozen and it had been winter for a very long time, where did you get the potatoes that you served the children, and also, why did you want to take the sewing machine with you when you were on the run from the Witch?
Mrs. Beaver [scowling]: You read what the Witch’s secret police did to Tumnus’ house, right? I couldn’t bear to have Maugrim even look at it, much less break it into smithereens! As for the potatoes, well, dearie, give me all the hard questions, now!
Sonja [laughing]: Okay, Mrs. Beaver! Here’s another hard one, for either of you. You tell Lucy and the children that Aslan isn’t “safe,” but “he’s good.” What did you mean by that?
Come back next week for the rest of this interview!