Friday, April 13, 2012

Paint Peeler, 5 years old.

Once there was a little boy who peeled all the paint off the walls. And there were layers and layers of paint in different colors. So if you went into his house the walls were all multicolored in patches of blue and green and pink and white and brown. And when the little boy got through all the colors of paint and peeled them all off, his house was gone. There weren't any walls underneath all the paint.
So then he was just standing outside and there was a pretty tree with pink flowers and another one with blue flowers and one with white flowers and one with little green buds because it was springtime. And the bark of the trees was brown. So the little boy was happy because he still had his house because the trees had all the same colors. But now he didn't have peeling paint anymore. He liked to peel paint, but he didn't miss it because he liked looking at the trees better.
And then he turned into a bird and flew away. The kind of bird that he turned into was a red-breasted robin because it was springtime and he liked to sing. So he flew around and saw lots of things. So he could sing about them. He saw more trees with flowers and little leaf-buds. And he saw houses and cars. And he kept flying until he got to the ocean because he had never seen the ocean before when he was a little boy who liked to peel paint. But when he saw how big the ocean was he got scared because he was just a little red-breasted robin bird far away from home and before that he had been just a little boy who liked to peel paint and had never seen the ocean before.
But then a whale came up and said, "Don't be scared." The whale knew he was scared because he had turned back into a little boy and was sitting on a rock way out from the shore, and he was crying. But he stopped crying when the whale told him not to be scared because the whale was so big and friendly that he felt safe. So he crawled into the whale's mouth where it was safe and warm and he decided to live in the ocean for the rest of his life. And after a while he turned into a fish. But the whale didn't eat him when he turned into a fish because they had become friends, but also because the whale wasn't a kind of whale that ate fish. This whale ate krill. So they were friends for the rest of their lives.

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