(sorry for the odd penguin names – if you think of better ones let me know)
Pingi the penguin lives in an igloo in Penguinland (query – do penguins live in Arctic or Antarctica?) with it’s mother and father – Pingli (mother) and Pengo (father).
One morning, Pingi was very bored.
She went into the garden where her father was fishing (for their Purim Seuda) and said “Daddy, I’m bored.”. Pengo answered “Sorry Pingi, I’m busy right now.”
Next, Pingi went into the kitchen, where her mother was baking Hamantashen (also for their Purim Seuda).
“Mummy, I’m bored, (pause) would you like me to test one of those Hamantashen for you? You wouldn’t want all those guests to eat them and find out that they are not nice would you? Just to make sure, I had better try one.” (nice try Pingi, do you really think that will work?)
“Pingi, I am saving these for our Purim Seuda! Why don’t you play with your best friend Panga?”
Dissapointed, Pingi called her best friend Panga, “Panga do you want to come over and play?”
“Sorry Pingi, I am cleaning my room today.”
Pingi went back to the kitchen “Mummy, Panga is busy. I’m booooored”
Pingli opened the curtains, planning to ignore Pingi’s wails and comment on what a nice day it was, but just as she opened the curtains, it began to rain very very hard. Out the window, they saw their neighbour, Pingola, standing outside in the rain. She looked very worried.
“What’s wrong Pingola?” Pingi asked, going outside to her neighbour.
“My husband has gone out, and he forgot to bring home the boxes of fish he caught yesterday for our Purim Seuda (seems like they all eat fish at their Purim Seuda’s). He will be back tonight, but I need them by this eveing to cook them, and it takes a long time to carry them over. I couldn’t possibly carry them all by myself. I don’t know what to do.”
“I’ll help, where are they? “
“Over the other side of that mountain.”
When they got to the spot that the boxes were located, Pingi was surprised at the amount of boxes that there were (maybe he was wondering how they would possibly eat all that fish by Pesach). She wasn’t sure, at first, how they would possibly transport them all in one day, but as they began the task, she saw that although it was a long job, they had the whole day, and they should be able to finish by the evening.
As they put down the last box in Pingi’s shed, the sun was setting. “Thank you so much for your help.” Pingola said again and again.
“I must go now.” was Pingi’s hasty reply.
That evening, as Pingi thought about how bored she had been in the morning, she was glad she had been able to spend her day helping her neighbour.
:)))