The Painted House

2009-10-05T21:19:00.000-04:00

Once upon a time there was an old ruined house. It was ruined because it was neglected and forgotten. It was so old and dilipadated that no one could be enticed to go inside. So, the house was very unhappy. One day a little girl saw the miserable house crying.

"Why are you crying?" She asked.
"Because I am old and no one will speak to me any more."
"I have an idea. I can paint you and make you pretty!"
"Oh would you?"
"Yes,"she said and went off to get paint. When she returned she had buckets of red, green and golden brown. Then she found a ladder and climbed onto the roof with her buckets of paint. As the hours passed the house was very excited and asked "How is the roof coming? What color is it?"
Just then he saw some red paint dripping from the roof into his windows.
Don't worry," she told him, "I will paint over the red with some green." But instead she spilled some green paint all over the windows.
"Oh no," he moaned.
"I will correct that," she said while painting the sides yellow.
The house was very sad. "No one will ever visit me now," he groaned some more.

But it was no long before the school children were out of school and one of them noticed the house. All of the children ran towards it. They were delighted with it's red roof, green windows and golden brown sides and began to cheer.
"Yeah, this house is beautiful. From now on, we will always walk past the house because it is so cheerful."

The little girl clapped her hands and laughed. The house smiled.
"I am happy. Thank you, little girl for your splendid paint!"

The End

Stories by Grandmother

The Painted House