nd I know just the one for you," said the Storyteller. But suddenly Lali's yellow cat Tomasi came out from under the porch and scurried over to bat at the loop on the end of the dangling balloon string. Dab! Pounce! Tomasi leaped and danced after the string. Lali laughed and she danced too, around and around the yard. Finally Dadi came out with three glasses of juice, and a bite of tuna for Tomasi.
"Take a rest now," he grinned. "Catch your breath, have this lemonade, and then let Storyteller have a turn!" So Lali tied her balloon to the porch railing, and they took a juice break. Tomasi had his tuna then stretched out in the sun to rest.
"Where were we?" said Storyteller. "Ah yes. Listen."
Bright Balloon
Fun that dances on a string,
Bright balloon, of you I sing.
Bobbing, bouncing in the air
Tugging t'ward the sky up there,
My, you are a lovely thing!
Bright balloon, of you I sing.Fun that dances on a string,
Bright balloon, of you I sing.
Follow me throughout my day
in my room or out to play,
(But if I let go the string
bright balloon is vanishing...)
Stay with me for now, I say,
Bright balloon, don't fly away!
My you are a lovely thing.
Bright balloon, of you I sing!
"Oh, I like that one too! Will you come back and tell me another one next time?"
"That I will. Until then, dance happy, Lali, and cook happy, Dadi!"
"Walk happy, Storyteller!" they called.
And then Storyteller took up her hiking stick, put on her pack, and went her way, humming hmmmmm, ummmm, mmmmm, until the next week.
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