We found James on the side of a picture. He wanted to know something. ‘What is it, sweetie?’
James saw something cool with a measuring tape and he wanted to replay that with us.
But he could not remember what it was. And because he didn’t remember what it was, he could not tell us what it was.
Grandmäh came to the rescue. And grandmäh rescued James.
Grandmäh said she knew. She she had heard of the same game with that measuring tape.
She offered to tell us. She offered to show James. But Grandmäh had just one tiny problem..
Grandmäh was old. She fell over from time to time.
Even when we picked her back up.
James didn’t know what to think of it. He thought this is going nowhere with that measuring tape story. But okay, let’s see how far we get.
Grandmäh had a measuring tape with her. She remembered it from long ago.
And knowing grandmäh her age, a long time ago really was a long time ago.
It was a game that sheep only played when three rules were met. Rule one was craving for tuna. Rule two was not wearing blue shoes. Rule three was shameless giggling over past sheep elections.
But now the rules were different. Little grandmähs grow up.
We were very curious how all of this would go. Is this part of the game already, grandmäh?
It turned out that it was. James hadn’t moved an inch during all of it. The only thing that we saw happening was grandmäh moving closer, holding that measuring tape. We thought it was time for some explanations because sometimes words say a bit more than pictures.
‘Well..’ grandmäh said, ‘wait.. James.. will you help me here?’
James offered his help. He did not know what was expected of him. Asking for ‘help’ was not very clear to him. Then grandmäh said he should hold one part of the tape.
Ah yes, this is the kind of instruction a sheep can work with. Direct instructions. Holding a tape. He sure could do that! Okay, now what?
‘Eh..’ grandmäh hesitated, ‘I think I am doing something wrong here..’
‘Push her, Potamotrygorgeous!’ James said.
And so we did.
Stupid game, James thought. Grandmäh remembered it wrong, I remember now. She wanted to measure the distance between us, but ended up measuring my patience.
Promise me, Potamotrygorgeous, that next time we will play, that grandmäh promises to be not a part of it?
Even when she forgets?