An Allegorical Tale
©1992 Mark Lewis All Rights Reserved
The wind outside was blowing a “Cup-of-Tea” afternoon.
She filled the kettle with cold water; lighted
the burner; set the kettle on the stove
“Watch out for me!” clicked the Kettle, warming up.
“Don’t get all stirred up!” spoke the Spoon.
The Kettle wheezed and whistled, popped and clicked.
“I am full of myself and I am hot!” he simmered.
The Salt and Pepper began to shake.
“Don’t worry…” spoke the Spoon.
Aren’t you afraid?” steeped the Tea, infused with fear.
“No,” smiled the Spoon. “I’ve been in hot water before!”
“He’s being such a pain…” whispered the Window.
“What was that?” hissed the Kettle.
“Oh … nothing…!” replied the Curtains timidly, drawing back.
The Kettle bubbled and rolled, louder and louder!”
“Oh no …!” rattled the Teacup.
“I’m right behind you, dear!” said the Saucer.
And then, boasting and blustering at a full boil, the Kettle shouted,
He whistled and sputtered; seethed and steamed!
“I’m frightened!” said the Sugar Bowl sweetly, covering her ears.
The Creamer tried to separate himself.
The Teapot ducked under her cozy.
And then, the howling Kettle fogged the kitchen windows and laughed,
The Wind, who had been listening, had heard enough.
He blew open the kitchen windows, rattled about
the pots and pans
“Pipe down!” whistled the Wind.
“He really burns me up!” said the Stove, turning off the gas to be safe.
Red-faced, the Kettle cooled his heels.
Everyone in the kitchen cheered,
“What a bully!” scolded the milk.
“Oh Spoon,” crooned the Dish. “Run away with me!”
“Perhaps ... when the cow jumps over the moon.” replied the Spoon.
And the moral of the story is:
when you’re simply
full of hot air.