Adele was a little girl. Most of all, she liked to play at home in the morning before lunch, and in the afternoon after lunch she would go to the garden where her friend the snail and the black cat were waiting for her. What did the three of them talk about? About how their day was going.
Adele was the first to talk.
“I get out of bed in the morning. I brush my teeth and put on my clothes. Then I eat breakfast. That’s my morning. What about your morning, cat?”
“I get up early, in the twilight. I’m hunt mice for breakfast. Then I eat breakfast. That’s my morning. And what about your morning, snail?”
“I stick my head out of my shell in the morning. That’s my morning.”
“Is that all?” Adele asked.
“I crawl to the leaf to eat. It takes me all morning,” said the snail. “That’s all I do until lunch. What do you do until lunch?”
“I play and then I have a good snack,” boasted Adele. “Sometimes at home, sometimes at nursery.”
“I sleep until lunch,” admitted the cat. “When it’s sunny, it warms my fur very nicely.”
“And lunch is at noon,” Adele reminded them. “That’s when I always have something good. I like mashed potatoes best. What do you have for lunch, cat?”
“I go home for a can of cat food. What about you, snail? Do you have lunch at noon like we do?”
“Oh, sure. At noon I eat the leaf I come to. And I eat that until the afternoon,” said the snail slowly.
“After lunch I go out to play with you. Or I go for walks with my mother in the woods or by the pond. And I bring a snack with me,” Adele told.
“I also go for a walk in the afternoon,” said the cat. “But in the evening I go home to eat, play for a while, lick myself and go to sleep in my bed. But sometimes at night I go to look at the stars and the moon.”
“I have to go home in the evening too,” Adele agreed. “I have a good dinner, take a bath and put on my pajamas. Mummy or Daddy read me a story and after that I have a nice sleep all night. And what do you do, snail?”
“Well, when I eat that leaf in the afternoon, I spend the rest of the day crawling under the bush. In the evening, when I reach it, I crawl into my shell and sleep all night,” says the snail. “How do you manage to get so much done in a day?” the snail wonders, and slowly crawls to the bush to make it to the evening.
What about you, kids? What about your day?
