Post by Adalie Bates on Oct 30, 2008 7:22:52 GMT -4
My own version of an Aesop's Fable.
One day two chipmunks met at the edge of the lake. They spoke and introduced themselves as Dippy and Peanut. The two quickly became best friends.
One day Dippy said, “I think I should come over to your house tonight for dinner, Peanut.”
“Well---"
“I’ll be over around six. Have some almonds on hand: they are my favorite. Bye buddy!”
Peanut sighed and scampered away to clean the house before Dippy came for dinner. Once home, she scrubbed, mopped, swept, and dusted. When all of the tidying-up was over Peanut found herself exhausted. At the last minute Peanut realized that she had forgotten the almonds.
“Oh goodness me, where did those almonds get to?” she asked.
Peanut looked in the pantry, the refrigerator, and cabinets, lots of cabinets. There were no almonds anywhere. At last she realized that she would have to run to the supermarket before Dippy got there. Peanut scurried across town and purchased a large sack of almonds. She dragged the sack home and had thirty minutes before Dippy arrived.
“Just enough time to put out the platters!” There were many different dishes: almond delight, cashew soup, and Peanut’s prize winning acorn brittle that she had taken three hours to cook and bake. Peanut waited for quite a while. She sat, she wriggled, she squirmed, and Dippy never showed up.
The next day at the riverside Peanut asked,
”Where were you last night?”
“I don’t know. I was probably at home watching TV or something.”
“I had a nice dinner---“
“I’ll come tonight around seven.”
Again Peanut went home to tediously clean and reheat dinner from the night before. Around four thirty she heard her door bell ring multiple times. When she answered the door, Dippy stood there asking, “Where’s the food?”
“In the parlor, but---“
Dippy ran past Peanut and into the parlor. Dippy didn’t touch any of the dishes, but instead went nosing around in the kitchen. Dippy sniffed until she caught a whiff of almonds. Peanut came into the kitchen to see what Dippy was looking for and saw her on the floor stuffing her cheeks with almonds. Peanut stared at Dippy, and eventually Dippy stood up again.
“Nice dinner, see ya.”
“Won’t you at least try some brittle?”
“Brittle, huh? Get me some.”
Peanut walked back into the parlor and carefully picked up the brittle. Right as she walked through the doorway, Dippy knocked the dish out of her hands.
“Ooooops! You better clean that up now. You really shouldn’t act so clumsy.”
Peanut obliged and started wiping the brittle off the floor. As Peanut looked around though, the whole kitchen seemed to be a mess. It had been perfectly clean before Dippy had gotten there.
Dippy watched Peanut clean and then told her, “Don’t worry, I don’t like acorn brittle anyways. I only like pistachio brittle. I’ll see you tomorrow!”
The next day at the river Dippy handed a list about four pages long to Peanut.
“I need these done by tomorrow. Just bring the stuff with you.”
Peanut stood staring at Dippy, and then she sighed and went off to tend to the list. Dippy was being an unfair friend: Peanut shouldn’t have to do her chores. Peanut spent all afternoon going to grocery stores, picking up items, and collecting dry cleaning for Dippy. She was dead on her feet when she reached home.
Peanut overslept the next day but went to the river to give all the stuff to Dippy.
“Hi Peanut, you know just as a friend I think I should tell you that your name is stupid. Why would anyone want a name like Peanut?”
Peanut answered quietly, “Hello Dippy. Here are the things you asked me to do.” She handed the bags of things to Dippy along with her dry cleaning.
Dippy searched through the bags. “Where is the almond brittle you were supposed to make for me?”
“What?”
“I told you to make me almond brittle!” Dippy yelled at Peanut. “Go make me some almond brittle now!”
Peanut was shaking in anger. “No,” she simply replied.
“You get your chubby little chipmunk self into a kitchen to make me my almond brittle now!”
Peanut stomped closer to Dippy and stood just inches away. Then with all of her might she pushed Dippy into the river. Dippy made a huge splash and started to splash around helplessly. Peanut watched as her friend drowned and slowly started to sink. The current eventually washed Dippy down the river never to be seen again.
Don’t take advantage of friends.
One day two chipmunks met at the edge of the lake. They spoke and introduced themselves as Dippy and Peanut. The two quickly became best friends.
One day Dippy said, “I think I should come over to your house tonight for dinner, Peanut.”
“Well---"
“I’ll be over around six. Have some almonds on hand: they are my favorite. Bye buddy!”
Peanut sighed and scampered away to clean the house before Dippy came for dinner. Once home, she scrubbed, mopped, swept, and dusted. When all of the tidying-up was over Peanut found herself exhausted. At the last minute Peanut realized that she had forgotten the almonds.
“Oh goodness me, where did those almonds get to?” she asked.
Peanut looked in the pantry, the refrigerator, and cabinets, lots of cabinets. There were no almonds anywhere. At last she realized that she would have to run to the supermarket before Dippy got there. Peanut scurried across town and purchased a large sack of almonds. She dragged the sack home and had thirty minutes before Dippy arrived.
“Just enough time to put out the platters!” There were many different dishes: almond delight, cashew soup, and Peanut’s prize winning acorn brittle that she had taken three hours to cook and bake. Peanut waited for quite a while. She sat, she wriggled, she squirmed, and Dippy never showed up.
The next day at the riverside Peanut asked,
”Where were you last night?”
“I don’t know. I was probably at home watching TV or something.”
“I had a nice dinner---“
“I’ll come tonight around seven.”
Again Peanut went home to tediously clean and reheat dinner from the night before. Around four thirty she heard her door bell ring multiple times. When she answered the door, Dippy stood there asking, “Where’s the food?”
“In the parlor, but---“
Dippy ran past Peanut and into the parlor. Dippy didn’t touch any of the dishes, but instead went nosing around in the kitchen. Dippy sniffed until she caught a whiff of almonds. Peanut came into the kitchen to see what Dippy was looking for and saw her on the floor stuffing her cheeks with almonds. Peanut stared at Dippy, and eventually Dippy stood up again.
“Nice dinner, see ya.”
“Won’t you at least try some brittle?”
“Brittle, huh? Get me some.”
Peanut walked back into the parlor and carefully picked up the brittle. Right as she walked through the doorway, Dippy knocked the dish out of her hands.
“Ooooops! You better clean that up now. You really shouldn’t act so clumsy.”
Peanut obliged and started wiping the brittle off the floor. As Peanut looked around though, the whole kitchen seemed to be a mess. It had been perfectly clean before Dippy had gotten there.
Dippy watched Peanut clean and then told her, “Don’t worry, I don’t like acorn brittle anyways. I only like pistachio brittle. I’ll see you tomorrow!”
The next day at the river Dippy handed a list about four pages long to Peanut.
“I need these done by tomorrow. Just bring the stuff with you.”
Peanut stood staring at Dippy, and then she sighed and went off to tend to the list. Dippy was being an unfair friend: Peanut shouldn’t have to do her chores. Peanut spent all afternoon going to grocery stores, picking up items, and collecting dry cleaning for Dippy. She was dead on her feet when she reached home.
Peanut overslept the next day but went to the river to give all the stuff to Dippy.
“Hi Peanut, you know just as a friend I think I should tell you that your name is stupid. Why would anyone want a name like Peanut?”
Peanut answered quietly, “Hello Dippy. Here are the things you asked me to do.” She handed the bags of things to Dippy along with her dry cleaning.
Dippy searched through the bags. “Where is the almond brittle you were supposed to make for me?”
“What?”
“I told you to make me almond brittle!” Dippy yelled at Peanut. “Go make me some almond brittle now!”
Peanut was shaking in anger. “No,” she simply replied.
“You get your chubby little chipmunk self into a kitchen to make me my almond brittle now!”
Peanut stomped closer to Dippy and stood just inches away. Then with all of her might she pushed Dippy into the river. Dippy made a huge splash and started to splash around helplessly. Peanut watched as her friend drowned and slowly started to sink. The current eventually washed Dippy down the river never to be seen again.
Don’t take advantage of friends.