Our four-year-old granddaughter Stephanie, who lives in Ireland
(our son Chris moved there ten years ago), recently visited us. While Chris, a
software architect, was fixing my wifes laptop, which had become
disconnected from our printer, Stephanie chased our shy cat Bun-Bun through the
house and into my computer room. Wheres Bun-Bun?
she asked. I want to pet him.
I looked around but he was nowhere to be seen. Cats can
make themselves disappear, I told her.
Whats that on your desk? It looks like a little
Did Grandma give it to you to keep your room clean.
Its very messy.
No, Grandma didnt give it to me. I wrote a story for
a magazine called Winamop and the editor, Dave, sent it to me.
Why? Did he know your room was so messy?
No, its just something that he does. I should
mention here that Stephanie, in addition to being as cute as two bugs, maybe
three, is also very smart and can carry on a conversation like an adult.
Stephanie frowned as if considering this strange practice.
If I wrote a story would Dave send me a little mop?
He might. What kind of story do you want to write?
A story about a princess.
Okay. Princess stories are always been good. How do you
want to start it?
I dont know.
How about this, Princess Stephanie was playing in her
garden one day
She has the same name as mine.
Thats right, she does. All right, she was playing in
the garden and she saw a bunny.
I like bunnies.
This bunny ran away
Just like Bun-Bun.
Yes. The bunny ran away into the forest. Princess
Stephanie chased him. Then it got dark and she didnt know how to get back
home. What do you think happened next?
She saw a castle.
Who lived in the castle, a giant or a dragon?
A giant and a dragon.
Wow! Princess Stephanie went into the castle. She told the
giant she was lost and asked him to help her find the way home. But the giant
was grumpy because he had a cold so he said, No, Im going to put
you in my dungeon.
I dont like that giant.
Wait. Princess Stephanie said that hed help her get
back if she would send him a bowl of her mothers chicken soup that would
make his cold go away.
Good. My Mommy makes us chicken soup when we have a
So the dragon showed Stephanie how to go through the
forest to get back home. The Queen made a bowl of chicken soup. Princess
Stephanie sent it to the giant and he wasnt grumpy any more.
Thats a happy story. Do you think Dave will send me
:Maybe. Wait a minute; Ill give you this mop. You can take
it back to Ireland with you.
I can clean my dollhouse with it. Do you think Dave will
send you another mop?
Maybe. His magazine, Winamop, is celebrating its tenth
anniversary so he should be feeling good.
Not grumpy like the giant. Oh, look, Granddad.
Bun-Bun, as cats have a way of doing, had suddenly materialized
from under my desk, where Id looked before but hadnt seen him. I
held him still while Stephanie petted him. So, as Stephanie said, this story
ended happily. She got to pet Bun-Bun and got to take the little mop back to
Ireland. I lost the mop but instead got a photo of Stephanie, which I put on my
desk, and that was even better.