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Jolly Solly and Moishy

R. Atkins

“Hey, look! There’s Jolly Solly the clown!” called Moishy’s friend Pinchas, who was looking out of the school bus window on the way home from cheder. “He’s running to catch the bus!” Moishy remembered that Jolly Solly’s car was in the garage for some repairs. The clown had been using buses instead. Everybody turned to watch Jolly Solly dash toward the bus stop, holding on to his hat. Sadly, he was too late. Just as he got there, the bus drew away. Everybody gave a loud groan.

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

Moishy banged on the van window.

“Sorry you missed the bus, Jolly Solly!” he shouted. “Are you upset?”

Jolly Solly turned and waved at his friend.

“Me? Upset?” he returned in a tone of greatest surprise. “Course not.”

“But — you missed the bus,” called back Moishy.

“Why, all that means is that I’m early for the next one,” replied the clown cheerfully.

As the van drove past, the boys could clearly hear him whistling a merry tune. Mitzvah Gedolah Lihyos B’Simchah, of course! Moishy couldn’t help feeling amazed. How did Jolly Solly always manage to look on the bright side of things?

“Wish I could do that too,” he said to himself. “No wonder he always seems happy. I’m going to try and do the same.”

He got a chance the very next morning.

Moishy was getting dressed for cheder. He was pleased that Mommy had put out his favorite blue pants. He pulled them on, followed by a sweater and socks. Then he hurried downstairs for breakfast.

He was walking past the radiator at the bottom of the stairs when it happened.

There was a loud r-r-rip. Moishy stopped short in dismay. Oh dear! His pants had caught on the radiator’s knob — and now there was a great big gaping hole near the waist!

“Stupid radiator!” said Moishy angrily. “It’s made a mess of my pants. My favorite pair, too! How unfair!”

 

 

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