The teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. From the making to the shop to the pig tailed girl to the blue sky to the mini old woman to the boy who wasn’t at all shy. The teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella.
The teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted
Umbrella
There once was a young man with five little daughters. Now in order to provide for his five little princesses, he made small little things to sell, such as miniature aprons, tiny tea sets, and itty-bitty baby dolls to put up in his shop. But his most prized possession was the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. Then one day when he had finished making the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella, he set it up in the shop. The teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella sat in that shop window for days on end, through the rain, the hail, the hot sun, and through the snow. Then one cold winter day, a small pig tailed girl skipped her way up to the window where the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella stood. You could tell by the way her face lightened up and how she tapped her mom excitedly and pointed at the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella that she so wanted it. Sure enough the next morning her mother stopped by to pick it up.
On Christmas day after all the turkey was eaten, all the presents were opened, and all the joy was fulfilled, there was just one teeny tiny present left in a small little home where a pig tailed girl lived. The pig tailed girl opened the present and to her surprise inside the present laid the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella.
The pig tailed girl took that the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella, everywhere. She took it to school and from school, to her best friend, Abbie’s house and from her best friend, Abby’s house, to the grocery store and . . . not from the grocery store. She’d left the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella alone at the grocery store. When the pig tailed girl went back to where she’d left the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella, she didn’t find the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella anywhere. The pig tailed girl cried for hours longing for her the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella.
The teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella was left alone outside the grocery store. That night a store came upon the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. It went up and up and up and away into the sky drifting far, far, faraway. It finally landed in an empty bright green flower pot right next to a small purple house. A mini old woman stepped out of her small purple house to pick up the newspaper when she noticed the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. The mini old woman fell in love with the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella at first sight. She took it out with her on rainy days, walks to the park on sunny days, and she even took it to her grandson’s house when she visited. That’s where she left it. Alone at her grandson’s house.
Now the mini old woman’s grandson was not at all shy, and he wasn’t the smartest boy on this face of the earth. The non shy boy used the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella for everything you could think of. He used it for a sled when it snowed, a bat for baseball, a cane for when he pretended to be an old man, and even just a plain old umbrella. A teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella in the rain. Until one day some neighbor boys teased the non shy boy for using a teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. They called him a girl until finally the non shy boy got tired of it and threw the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella out of his car window on the highway, while his mom was driving.
The teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella was left alone on the highway. It was already pretty beaten up form the non shy boy, but now every car that passed ran right over the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella, except for one tiny blue car.
The tiny blue car stopped in front of the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. A small young woman stepped out of the little blue car and reached down for the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. The small young woman took the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella home with her that night. She ripped the rest of the handle out and cleaned it, of course, before she placed a little orange blanket and a small purple blanket inside. Then she placed her itty-bitty two month old baby in the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. The small young woman wouldn’t wait to call up her father and explain to him what she had found and what she was using it for; for this wasn’t just any ordinary small young woman. She was the oldest daughter of the maker who made the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella.
The teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella. From the making to the shop to the pig tailed girl to the blue sky to the mini old woman to the boy who wasn’t at all shy and finally to the small young woman with her itty-bitty two month baby, who was the oldest daughter of the maker who made the teeny tiny pink and yellow polka-dotted umbrella.
Written By: Mrs. Bieber
Written By: Mrs. Bieber
