Friday, September 30, 2011

New story that I made up for the boys.

Once upon a time there was a village with a wonderful little cheese shop. The family who owned the shop loved to create new cheeses every night. One night, the father created a new cheese that was so smelly that no one could bare to sample it. In fact, in the morning, the cheese was so stinky that they could not even get close enough to throw it out. They simply locked it down in the basement and tried to forget about it.

As the days passed, the smell got worse and worse until finally, the family had to leave the shop and move in with their in-laws in a nearby village. In a matter of weeks, the smell had gotten so bad that the entire shop smelled like the stinky cheese. After a month, the entire village had moved away because no one could get close enough to simply throw the cheese away. Soon, the entire state was empty and in less than a year, the entire half of the country had moved to the other half to escape the horrible, awfully, stinky cheese.

Eventually, the entire populating of the world had moved into boats on the ocean because it was the only place to live without constant eye watering from the stinky cheesy smell. Eventually, all the Kings, Queens, and Presidents of the world got together to discuss how to solve the problem. No one was brave enough to go back to the Country, travel to the village, find the cheese shop, go down into the basement, and take care of the cheese. What they didn't know was that the reason the smell had become so strong was that the cheese had been growing.

When the last villager had moved away, the cheese had taken over the entire bottom half of the shop. When the state had emptied, the whole shop and the nearby buildings were covered in the dairy mold. When the entire continent was abandoned, half of it had been nothing but cheese.

Finally, the world knew that there was nothing to do but leave their beloved planet. As soon as they had built enough rocket ships, they all took off for a nearby planet that had been discovered by a brilliant astronomer. The new planet had plenty of water and trees, and they named it Earth.

At night, when the sun went down and they were able to see their old home, they saw that the entire thing had been consumed by the white cheese. They marveled at how beautiful it was, and decided to name it the moon. Every night, they were thankful that there were just enough miles between their new and old home that they did not have to smell it.

The end.