The Moon, A Balloon, and A Spoon

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The Moon, A Balloon, and A Spoon 

 

This is a very unusual story about the moon, a balloon and a spoon-however who's to say it is not true?

It occurred late one evening when everybody had gone to bed. All the kids within the homes had been quick asleep for hours, and all the grown-ups too. Solely the cats that sat on the rooftops were wide awake in the monnlight.

Instantly there got here a noise like..,,,...thunder perhaps, or a jet plane possibly, or the roaring, dashing sound of a hurricane......no-one might actually say for sure.

All of sudden everybody was out of bed opening their home windows and looking out up into the sky.

There it was again, and once more, and again. The noise was so loud that it knocked off among the chimney pots and sent them rolling down the roofs.

"What is it?" the people within the homes cried with fright.

A ginger cat who had been sitting on the roof seemed to know the answer.

"Its the Moon!" he purred, wanting very aloof. "The Moon has a bad cold and he retains on sneezing!" and the ginger cat strolled off to find a quieter rooftop.

Certain enough when the people regarded up into the sky, they might see that the Moon had a dreadful chilly pink nose and all!

The celebs had been scattered throughout the sky, for they found it very difficult to hold on when the Moon was sneezing so hard.

All by means of that night time the moon sneezed and sneezed. No-one bought a wink of sleep and everybody felt very tired and grumpy next morning.

"What are we going to do?" neighbours requested one another-but no person had the least idea.

"How long does a bad chilly usually last?" someone asked the chemist in the shop down the street.

"Not less than every week," he mentioned gravely, "and in some cases up to a fortnight!"

Everyone groaned. No sleep for a fortnight.....it was unthinkable!.

"What the Moon really needs is a bottle of my finest cold medication," the chemist went on, "that can stop him sneezing in a jiffy."

"This all sounds very silly certainly," said a girl who lived in one of the houses. "How on earth can we give drugs to the Moon?"

"Somebody may float up there in a ballon," stated one little boy "they do it all the time in nursery rhymes and fairy stories!"

"That seems like an excellent concept to me," a person spoke up, "I've a hot-air balloon and would gladly help the Moon's unhealthy chilly!"

First the medicine had to be mixed. The chemist found all the pieces he needed and put all of the ingredients into a great big bowl. He had a giant bottle in his store window so he carefully poured the chilly mixture into that.

"To this point so good," smiled the chemist trying more than happy with himself.

"We shall want a large spoon!" piped up the little boy (whose idea it was in the first place).

"I've just the thing," cried the baker. "I take advantage of it to stir my muffins at Christmas time.......I've so much to make!"

So immediately he ran to his shop to fetch the enormous spoon.

The person who owned the hot-air balloon started getting things ready.

The little boy (whose thought it was within the first place), was going up in the basket to offer the Moon the medicine.

By the point darkness fell and the Moon appeared within the sky, every thing was ready.

You could possibly hear that the Moon's chilly was no higher, the truth is he sounded a lot worse. Even the clouds have been being blown all over the place.

"Quickly we shall be sneezing as an alternative of twinkling," some of the stars grumbled loudly.

At long last the man within the sizzling-air balloon and the little boy, (whose thought it was in the first place), reached the Moon.

Very, very carefully the little boy gave the Moon the chilly medicine from the giant spoon.

"Is it alright to take the entire bottle?" requested the Moon wheezing and sneezing.

"Completely alright," the little boy replied, "it says so on the label!"

The chilly medicine labored wonders. In next to no time the Moon recovered and all was peace and quiet.

Everyone in the homes had an excellent evening's sleep, for there was nothing to disturb their slumbers......and the cats walked along the rooftops as usual and gazed up on the moon, who was asleep too!