Kitty cleans the floor
kitty awakes on this sunny day with a smile on her face, feeling joy to be in this city, being allowed to serve and have fun with her sisters. Then she remembers her daily chores and that she has to clean today the city floors. Its the first time that she has to do this and she does not know exactly what is meant. She walks upstairs to inspect the city.
As she stands at the stairhead she gasps: “That is unbelievable that one slave must clean all the floors here in the city. She will need two days to do it properly.” She walks through the city to measure with help of her little feet the extent. As she looks helplessly around, her eyes catch an old bakery paddle standing in the corner of the bakery that is no longer usable because the handle is broken. She takes it with her to the tearoom and takes the sharp knife that still lays on the counter and starts to cut four round discs off the handle. The rest of it she cuts into two halfs.
kitty bites her lower lips as she thinks hard how she can put all the things together, suddenly she remembers what she has seen when cleaning the trade store. So she runs to the docks with all the stuff and laughs as she finds some nails and a hammer in the corner behind the spice barrels. She fastens the wooden cross bars under the paddel and then at the end of each bar she fastens the round wooden discs. She looks very concentrated as she works and the tip of her rosy tongue licks the right corner of her mouth. ((dont ask how i did that or if it will work :)) ))
Her eyes glisten and her heart beats fast as she walks outside to the docks and places the rolling board on the planks. She steps with one foot on it and with the other foot she pushes, and …..Whoopee !!! Get a move on!! Her laughter fills the air and scares the sea gulls who start to scream even louder.
Then she hurries to the city and takes a broom, stands on the skating board as she rolls over the city floors, sweeping them clean. Then she places buckets filled with fresh water at several corners of the city, binds a big rag round the broom and dips it in the bucket, then again she rolls over the city floors, mopping them and singing sailor songs, at each corner she washes the broom covered with a rag in one of the buckets she has placed there and mops a new section.
As she has cleaned all the city floors she rolls a lap of honour on her board as she smiles brightly how funny this chore was.
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