The Broom

Broom - picture by Adam

Broom – picture by Adam

There lived a Broom that was nice and brand new. She just came from the store. She had a red shainy head and a tall black shainy neck. She thought that she was pretty.

She cleaned very nice and she thougt that she was gonna be queen of cleaning in the house. She dreamed to have a crown but the people thought that it they who cleaned the house nice.

Few years past and the Broom got old, and the Broom stoped being shiny. Her neck brocked and her neck was short and it was scratched all around it. She felt insid that no body needed her.

One day a little girl saw her in the dark corner. She got her in her hands and said: This neck is the right size for me! And the Broom smiled! The girl said: I love this Broom!

And the Broom thought to herself it’s so nice when sombody needs you!

11 thoughts on “The Broom

  1. My dear Noyechka, your story is very nice, you are very kindly girl. I love you. I ‘ll improve my English with you together. Kiss you, your granny Bella.

  2. Dearest Noya, you are amazing. What a tender and clever story you’ve written. I especially like the part about the broom handle that was broken and scratched; just the perfect size for someone small to love the broom again. Looking forward to your next entry.

  3. Ноечка, дорогая! Какая замечательная история! У меня стало тепло на сердце, когда я её прочла. Спасибо тебе!
    Алёна из Квебека (мы знакомы с твоей мамой, а с тобой ещё нет, но, надеюсь, это скоро произойдёт).

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