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Each night, my daughter asks me to tell her a story. She often starts the story giving me the characters and some of the plot, but I have to do the rest. Some of these stories, like this one, are interesting enough for me to drop up here.

The Missing Slipper

Once upon a time, there was a Daddy, who after climbing into bed, fell asleep. As soon as the walls started to rumble with every intake of breath, one of his slippers on the floor said to the other slipper, "I can't stand it anymore."

"Every night it is the same," he continued. "we listen to him snore. Then in the morning, he shoves his feet up our tailpipe and walks on us. The only break is when he leaves for work. I've had it, I'm leaving. Are you coming with me?"

The other slipper replied, "Oh, it isn't that bad. At least we get to sit here all night and chat? Why don't we pretend we have hands and have some pretend tea?"

"Nope," said the first slipper, "I am outta here. If you aren't coming with me, I'll go it alone." And that is just what he did.

He first hid under the bed, but it was too dusty.

He then hid inside the closet, but it was too dark.

Then he hid in the bathroom, but it was too cold.

So the slipper slipped from room to room until he finally settled behind the couch where it wasn't too dusty, or too dark, or even too cold.

The next morning, the Daddy looked for his other slipper. He checked under the bed, but he wasn't there. He checked the closet, but he wasn't there either. He even checked the bathroom, but he couldn't find the slipper anywhere.

So, he went to work.

"Ha! Ha!" said the slipper to himself, "I am free at last." But it didn't take long before the slipper got tired and bored.

"I miss my friend, the slipper," he said to himself. "I'm so bored I'm even speaking to myself." So when the Daddy came home, the slipper wiggled himself out from behind the couch so that the Daddy would see him.

The Daddy was so delighted to find his slipper that he immediately shove his foot up his tailpipe and walked on him all over the house. And that night, by the bed amid the thunderous snores, the slipper pretend to have tea with his friend, the other slipper.

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