The story of the three shoes

Last school year, every Tuesday I had lunch with the Buttercups, a class of 3 and 4 year olds.  It was delightful.  We ate lunch together, then they played beach for a while, and when everyone was laying in their cots, I told them a story.  At the beginning of the year, I told them my version of the 3 little pigs, but after a while, I was ready for a change, so I started making up stories for them.  It always involved some number and some small creatures.  I didn’t write them down, but in honor of the Buttercups, I am sharing a story–one off the top of my head–because that’s how it’s done.  And this one is the Story of the Three Shoes, based on one by the same title that I told to the children.  I chose this one because when I finished telling it to the children, Dayton declared, “That was brilliant!”

So here it is: (and you even get an illustration–the Buttercups never did)

the story of the 3 shoes

The Three Shoes

Once upon a time, there were three shoes, Blue, Red and Brown.  They were the best of friends.  They went everywhere together.  They woke up one morning to find the sun shining brightly and the breeze cool and light.  They decided to go to the park.  First they packed a picnic lunch, which they carried along.  And off they went.  There were so many fun things to do in the park, but they couldn’t reach most of them.  After all, they were shoes.  Blue really wanted to swing on the swings.  Red found a stick and Brown found a brick.  The stick on the brick, Blue on the stick.  Red and brown jumped onto the other side and off went Blue.  Well, it took a few tries for Blue to actually make it into the swing, but she did.  She was very happy.

Then they found a puddle.  They jumped happily until they were all wet and muddy.  Then they found a fountain to rinse themselves off and they laid in the sun to dry.

Then it was time for lunch.  They managed to jump onto the bench of a picnic table.  Their lunches were a little soggy, but they didn’t mind.  Blue, Red and Brown ate their peanut butter sandwiches and carrot sticks and apples.

But then they wanted something sweet to eat, so they went down the street until they found an ice cream shop.  A few people stopped to stare at three shoes walking all by themselves, but Red, Blue and Brown didn’t even notice.   They jumped and jumped until the man behind the ice cream counter saw them.  They all decided to share some mint chocolate chip ice cream in a cup.  Luckily, Brown had a quarter to pay with.  They sat under the metal table outside  and enjoyed their ice cream.  I’m sorry to say that they left the empty bowl on the ground for someone else to clean up later.

But they were very happy.  It had been a wonderful day.  Then they all went home, gave each other a good polish and went to bed.


I am a writer, handworker, artist and teacher (a WHAT!), and a mom of two beautiful daughters who are amazingly 17 and 21. I am working on getting my first book, a fantasy novel for young people, published and am busy spinning on my new spinning wheel. I have been a Waldorf early childhood teacher for 10 years now, and before that, I was a lawyer. Teaching is much more fun.

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