Once upon a time, long long ago, there lived a spry little girl named Patti. (Patti with an i.) Sometimes when Patti wrote her name, she liked to dot the i with a little heart. Patti was a happy little girl skipping along through the magical world of Destiny. One day, Patti was playing around with her best friend, Shirley. (Shirley with an e-y.) Shirley was an intense little girl with a flair for the dramatic. Usually the girls got along very well. They played and picked flowers and ate magical candy gumdrops from the side of the road.
Shirley had a magical looking glass. When she looked into it, she saw beautiful wonderful scenes of herself. There was only one small problem. The looking glass was slightly broken. Every so often, as soon as Shirley looked into the looking glass, there would be thunder and the sun would go down. All would become dark. Then Patti and Shirley couldn’t play. It was frustrating to wait until the sun came back out. They would miss out on fun times. All the magical sun-powered toys would stop working. The third time it happened, Patti had an idea. She suggested that Shirley only use her looking glass at night, when the sun was already gone. Suddenly Shirley turned bright red and steam came out of her ears. She was very angry and yelled at Patti. “I can’t believe you would ask me to do that! It hardly ever happens and I NEED to see myself in my looking glass. I will NOT wait until the sun goes down. How dare you even ask that. I HATE YOU!” This made Patti very sad. Usually Shirley was so nice. She didn’t understand why Shirley got so angry. She waited a few days, and as little girls do, they forgot about the whole event.
The following week in school, Patti learned what to do if somebody does something that bothers you. You’re supposed to say, “Don’t do that!” She tried it out in school when somebody pulled on her braid. And…it worked! This was quite a discovery for Patti. She no longer needed her magic bubble protection. That afternoon, after school, she went home, and Shirley came over to play. It was raining outside, and when Shirley came in, she put her wet dirty boots right on Patti’s rug. Patti took a deep breath and said, “Please don’t do that. Can you leave them outside? When you do that I need to spend a lot of time cleaning it up.” Shirley turned
purple. Her eyes turned into little slits. She grabbed her boots and turned right around and ran out of the house. Patti was very confused.
What should Patti do?