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Visit the “A Bedtime Story” show website to submit your story ideas for a future episode!
In the town of Gleam, where shadows had their own playful personalities, lived a timid person named Penelope. Her shadow, however, was a mischievous prankster named Flicker. While Penelope was quiet and reserved, Flicker was loud and boisterous, often waving at people and impersonating other shadows.
Penelope was trying to befriend a man named Julian, whose shadow, a dignified fellow named Sterling, always stood ramrod straight and bowed politely. But Flicker would have none of it. As Julian and Penelope talked, Flicker would sneak behind Sterling and wiggle his shadow-fingers, making Sterling look like he was doing a silly dance. Julian, a very serious man, would furrow his brow and wonder why his shadow was behaving so strangely.
The annual "Shadow Puppet" festival was just a week away. It was a contest of the most creative shadows, and Penelope had an idea. She would teach Flicker to be a proper, well-behaved shadow. But Flicker had a different idea. He wanted to win by causing the most chaos.
On the day of the festival, the town square was a hub of activity. Shadows were dancing, singing, and performing magnificent feats. A baker’s shadow was baking a gigantic shadow cake, while a musician’s shadow was playing a grand shadow guitar.
Penelope went up to the stage, her heart thumping. She had planned a simple, elegant routine, but as soon as the lights came on, Flicker went rogue. Instead of gracefully mimicking Penelope, he started impersonating the other shadows. He first mimicked the baker’s shadow, then the musician’s shadow, then the judge’s shadow, making it look like the judge was scratching his head in a very odd way.
The crowd gasped, then started to laugh. They had never seen such a thing. Penelope was mortified, but she couldn't stop Flicker. He was on a roll, impersonating every shadow in the square, making them all look like they were doing the conga. It was a chaotic, beautiful, and utterly hilarious disaster.
Then, Flicker did something unexpected. He imitated Julian’s shadow, Sterling, and gave a deep, respectful bow. Julian, watching from the crowd, was so impressed that his face broke into a wide smile.
The judges, after a moment of stunned silence, started to laugh. "We've never seen such a magnificent display of shadow artistry!" one judge exclaimed. "It was a celebration of every shadow's unique personality!"
Penelope and Flicker won the grand prize. Julian, impressed by Flicker's performance, came up to Penelope and said, "Your shadow is a genius! He made mine look so dignified! Would you… would you like to get a cup of tea sometime?"
Penelope, a shy smile on her face, agreed. As they walked away, Flicker's shadow wiggled his fingers at Sterling, who, for the first time, wiggled his back. Penelope finally understood. Her shadow wasn't a prankster; he was just a funny friend trying to help her make new friends in a very unique way.
By Matthew MitchellVisit the “A Bedtime Story” show website to submit your story ideas for a future episode!
In the town of Gleam, where shadows had their own playful personalities, lived a timid person named Penelope. Her shadow, however, was a mischievous prankster named Flicker. While Penelope was quiet and reserved, Flicker was loud and boisterous, often waving at people and impersonating other shadows.
Penelope was trying to befriend a man named Julian, whose shadow, a dignified fellow named Sterling, always stood ramrod straight and bowed politely. But Flicker would have none of it. As Julian and Penelope talked, Flicker would sneak behind Sterling and wiggle his shadow-fingers, making Sterling look like he was doing a silly dance. Julian, a very serious man, would furrow his brow and wonder why his shadow was behaving so strangely.
The annual "Shadow Puppet" festival was just a week away. It was a contest of the most creative shadows, and Penelope had an idea. She would teach Flicker to be a proper, well-behaved shadow. But Flicker had a different idea. He wanted to win by causing the most chaos.
On the day of the festival, the town square was a hub of activity. Shadows were dancing, singing, and performing magnificent feats. A baker’s shadow was baking a gigantic shadow cake, while a musician’s shadow was playing a grand shadow guitar.
Penelope went up to the stage, her heart thumping. She had planned a simple, elegant routine, but as soon as the lights came on, Flicker went rogue. Instead of gracefully mimicking Penelope, he started impersonating the other shadows. He first mimicked the baker’s shadow, then the musician’s shadow, then the judge’s shadow, making it look like the judge was scratching his head in a very odd way.
The crowd gasped, then started to laugh. They had never seen such a thing. Penelope was mortified, but she couldn't stop Flicker. He was on a roll, impersonating every shadow in the square, making them all look like they were doing the conga. It was a chaotic, beautiful, and utterly hilarious disaster.
Then, Flicker did something unexpected. He imitated Julian’s shadow, Sterling, and gave a deep, respectful bow. Julian, watching from the crowd, was so impressed that his face broke into a wide smile.
The judges, after a moment of stunned silence, started to laugh. "We've never seen such a magnificent display of shadow artistry!" one judge exclaimed. "It was a celebration of every shadow's unique personality!"
Penelope and Flicker won the grand prize. Julian, impressed by Flicker's performance, came up to Penelope and said, "Your shadow is a genius! He made mine look so dignified! Would you… would you like to get a cup of tea sometime?"
Penelope, a shy smile on her face, agreed. As they walked away, Flicker's shadow wiggled his fingers at Sterling, who, for the first time, wiggled his back. Penelope finally understood. Her shadow wasn't a prankster; he was just a funny friend trying to help her make new friends in a very unique way.