*Every Thursday we introduce you to another quick bedtime story about our family’s favorite resident reptile – Baby Frederico. His backstory can be found here. Enjoy!
Baby Frederico loves his Momma Mia and Papá Frita, his buddy Grenelda the Grasshopper, blue crayons, popcorn…and superhero Lego mini figures, but he did not like to lose. Here is part 3 of his story (for part one and two click here):
Where was he? That was all Baby Frederico could think as he stared at the scene before him. Everything seemed to be covered in a foggy mist that crept along before and behind him. He could hear two things: the sound of a car racing its engine and the sound of Grenelda playing her cello. He searched to see them, but he could only hear them through the deep darkness that was now nearly enveloping him.
Suddenly, the sound of the car came near him, too near him. It was so close in fact that he could smell the rubber burning from the tires as it raced somewhere right beside him. To his left, the sounds of the cello suddenly became so loud and eerie that Baby Frederico could hardly think. He began to shiver from fright.
And then the car again…and the sounds of that cello. They swirled around him until the fog and the noise and the shivering fright itself – all of it seemed to spring to life and carry him through the darkness.
He awoke with such a start that he nearly fell out of his bed. Where was he? He slowly looked around and finally and thankfully realized he was home and it was morning and it had only been a bad dream.
Baby Frederico wasted no time as he sprang to life. He knew what he must do and raced to Grenelda’s home. He knocked frantically at her front door, but there was no answer. He waited and listened…and that is when he heard the sweet sound of a cello, Grenelda’s cello.
Baby Frederico followed the familiar music to her backyard and there she was, his best buddy. He waited until her song was complete and walked over to where she was sitting.
Before she could say a word, Baby Frederico apologized and asked her forgiveness. She was more than happy to do it, but she asked why he had been so angry.
Baby Frederico was embarrassed but he did his best to explain why he had become so angry when he had lost the car race, “Well, I thought that I didn’t like to lose and that if I won, that would be the only way I would ever be happy…and now I know that’s not true. Friendship is more important than winning.”
Grenelda was so happy to have her friend back that all she could think to say, well, it was exactly what needed to be said – “Baby Frederico, if you have a friend in this big old world, then you have already won.”