"Soap, soap, soap!"
An impromptu story that was only learnt on the very day itself sends them into laugher. They laugh and laugh. I feel happy. I feel light. I jump, skip around, hung my head way low. I give shocked expressions. I open my mouth in extreme amazement. I touch my face, look at my hands. I make them laugh.
Soap's a brilliant story. It did not seem that brilliant at first. But a little actions, and it sends everyone into laugher.
Feels good to act silly. Act out of character. Do dramatic actions.
Coyote was an even greater hit. They got grossed out. Went eee. Squirmed. Squealed. Laugh.
Ah... Coyote's one amazing story.
Soap
Once when life was simple,a woman was doing her laundry when she discovered she was out of soap. So she hollared for her seven year old boy, "Boy,boy! Why don’t you run down to town to help me buy some soap? Don't forget now! Soap! You just keep saying "Soap" till you get to the store." So the boy left and took his usual short cut down a dirt lane. Now it had been raining and that dirt road was muddy. "Soap ... Soap ... Soap ! Soap ... Soap ... Soap!" He was concentrating so hard, he stepped into a muddy pothole, stumbled and almost slipped.
But when he caught his balance, he'd forgotten what he was supposed to get. "Here I had it! (pacing) Here I lost it! " "Here I had it! (pacing) Here I lost it!... " A man came along and noticed the boy's strange behavior. "Here I had it! Here I lost it!" "What have you lost young man? I'll help you find it" But when he stepped forward he slipped into the same muddy pothole. "This spot is slicker than soap!"
"Soap! ... Soap! ... Soap!" (dance around)
The man, however, thought he was being made fun of. "Don't you make fun of me, young man! Say you're sorry and won't do it again!" "I'm sorry... Won't do it again!" He ran down the lane. "I'm sorry! Won't do it again" "I'm sorry! Won't do it again" He couldn't remember what he was supposed to get. He ran around a corner, and right into an old lady with a basket full of milk and the basket flew into the ditch, the eggs breaking and the milk spilling out.
"I'm sorry ... won't do it again"
"Well, I know you are sorry, at least you can help me get my basket."
The boy fetched her basket and got dirty all over. "I'm sorry ... won't do it again" "That's all right child, I know you are sorry. There's no use crying over spilt milk" The boy headed on down the lane. He still couldn't remember what he was going to get. "No use crying over spilt milk". "No use crying over spilt milk". Then he came upon the Milk man whose wagon had gotten stuck in the ditch. He was trying to push it out.
"No use crying over spilt milk".
"I ain't crying, kid - help me push this wagon out. Can't you see! I need help!"
So the boy got in the muddy ditch behind the wagon. After a few shoves and a few tugs, the wagon was freed. The man thanked him and drove off. When the boy reached town, he still couldn't remember what he had been sent to get. "Can't you see! I need help!" "Can't you see! I need help!"
Just in front of the store he met a blind old man. "Can't you see! I need help!" "I may be blind, but I sure can smell. You sure do stink! and you need a bath, I think!"
"I sure do stink! Need a bath, I think!" "I sure do stink! Need a bath, I think!"
The woman behind the counter looked him over. He was filty from top to bottom, face all black, hands all dirty, tears streaming down. "You sure do need a bath, boy. And you'd better use lots of soap!"
"Soap! Soap! SOAP!" Said the boy! "That's what I need, Soap!" So he bought the soap and went straight home, without taking the shortcut.
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