Rosalee’s Lesson
Rosalee is a curious and micheivious horse. Her father and mother always tell her time and again to wear her warm coat when it's cold, and to stay out ofthe neighbors business. Now, she doesn't like to be cold, so she is very good about wearing her warm
coat, however she is simply far too curious not to listen in on her neighbors conversations.
One day while Rosalee walked home she heard the neighbor boy, Thomas, tell his friends how he thought Rosalee smelled funny. Hearing this irked her so much that she stopped right in her tracks and walked up to the boys, her nostrils flaring with anger.
"So you think I stink, do you?" She stared at Thomaswith the angriest face she could muster.
Thomas blused and refused to make eye contact withher. "Umm, I didn't say that Rosalee. Why don't you mind your own business?"
Remembering what her parents had told her, time andagain, Rosalee bit her lip for loss of words. Her feelings were hurt because these boys thought she smelled funny, but it was rude of her to butt-in on their private conversation.
"I'm sorry. I just don't think it's very nice of you to tell other horses that I don't smell good. That hurts my feelings Thomas." She turned to leave them to their rude conversation when Billy, a friend of Thomas's, giggled.
Billy said, "Rosalee, Thomas only says things like that because he likes you. He doesn't think you're stinky! I catch him staring at you all the time!"
Thomas yelled, "Do not! I think Rosalee is a mean and nosy, girly horse!"
The other boys looked and him and laughed. Then Rosalee realized why she was so hurt about what Thomas said, she kind of liked him too! She
blushed and looked at the other boy horse, his cheeksred, and his hooves stomping the dirt.
Grinning she couldn't stop herself from saying, "I like him too!" and then she turned and ran home as fast as she could. Once she got home, her heart thumpingand butterfly's in her belly, she found her mom.
"What is is sweetheart? You look like you've been running a race," her mom leaned down and kissed herforehead.
"Mom! Mom! I learned my lesson today! I shouldn't listen to other's conversations because what they're saying may not really be what they mean! Thomas called me stinky, and it was because he likes me!"
Rosalee's mother looked at her sideways, "Well, yes, that is always possible. It's also polite to respect others privacy."
"That too, mom! Now I'm going to go tell the girls Thomas eats dirt!" Rosalee grabbed a cupcake from table and raced to her friends house to tell her that Thomas eats dirt.
By the way, Thomas does not eat dirt, and Rosalee smells perfectly fine. It's just when little boys and girls like each other, they're not very good at using their words.
So, in the end, Rosalee's lesson is to keep your eyes and ears open, but never let them know you're listening!
This story was written for Samantha Leigh from Etsy and all rights are reserved.
I'll be posting other stories for my animals soon, stay tuned!
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