Upstairs Mouse, Downstairs Mole (A Mouse and Mole Story)
Wong Herbert Yee
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Mouse and Mole are neighbors.
Mouse lives inside an oak tree, and Mole lives in a hole underneath.
They are neighbors, but they are also friends.
Sometimes friends make mistakes—but they always try to help each other out. That is what Mouse and Mole do.
o'clock to continue our garden celebration. Your neighbor (upstairs), Mouse At six o'clock there came a TAP-TAP-TAP at Mouse's door. "Right on time," said Mouse. "Please come in!" "You are looking much better," said Mole. "Thank you!" said Mouse. The evening sun poured through the windows in Mouse's house. Mole covered his eyes. He walked smack into a wall. Mole bumped into the table as he sat down. Bump! Mouse poured a cup of tea for Mole and one for herself. "I was not sure
which cheese you preferred," said Mouse, "so I cut up two kinds. The one on the left is cheddar, and the one on the right is Limburger. Help yourself." To be polite, Mole took a thin slice of each. Mouse loaded her plate. She was famished. Mouse nibbled, Mouse gnawed. Mole's head still ached from walking into the wall. He began to wobble in his seat. The bright light over the table hurt his eyes. The strong odor of Limburger made his stomach flip-flop. PLOP! Mole toppled right off the
door. Why, Mole had not even nibbled the cheese on his plate. "Mercy me!" squeaked Mouse. "What a thoughtless neighbor I've been!" She zipped her coat and raced out the door. Mouse tied a bow on her box and hurried downstairs. Mole finished wrapping his package. He went upstairs to call on Mouse. They bumped into each other outside. "Why, hello!" said Mouse to Mole. "Hello!" said Mole to Mouse. "This is for you," said Mole. "I hope you don't think me a thoughtless neighbor." Mouse
to droop. She hopped up and down on one foot. "Is it a rain dance?" guessed Mouse. "Nope," said Mole, "not a rain dance." Mouse waved her arms back and forth as if she were casting a line. "Are we going fishing, then?" "No, not fishing either," said Mole. Mouse scratched her ears. She was hot from hopping up and down. Her arms were tired from waving back and forth. "Swimming?" she squeaked hopefully. "Wrong again!" said Mole. "Follow me." They hiked along the path to the pond.
afternoon," said Mole to Mouse. "Good afternoon," said Mouse to Mole. Mouse ran to fetch her broom. Together, they swept Mouse's house until it was nice and clean. "Why, it only took us half the time it takes me to sweep my house," said Mouse. Next they marched downstairs and swept Mole's hole until it was nice and tidy. Together it had taken less time to sweep both places than it took for each of them to do just one. "That was fast," said Mole. "Our houses are clean and tidy, thanks to