Zibloo and the Twinkling Star Mess
by
Patches the Story Dog
A story about Cleaning
for your Preschooler
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Zibloo lived in a round, cozy spaceship way up in the sky. It zoomed past twinkling stars every night and every day. Zibloo loved stars more than anything! Big stars, little stars, glowy stars, silly stars. "Stars, stars, STARS!" Zibloo giggled.
But oh my, oh me — what a mess! Soft, glowing star-shaped toys were here. Colorful moon rocks were there. Sparkly space blankets were everywhere! The bumpy purple floor was covered, covered, covered in stuff.
One morning, Zibloo jumped out of bed. "Time to play!" But — BONK! TUMBLE! ROLL! Zibloo tripped right over a big pile of colorful moon rocks! "Ouchie!" said Zibloo, rubbing one bumpy knee. The moon rocks clattered and clunked across the bumpy purple floor.
"Where is my favorite star?" Zibloo looked left. Nope. Zibloo looked right. Nope! It was the brightest, warmest, most golden glowing star-shaped toy of all. But it was lost — hiding somewhere in the big, big mess. "Oh no," whispered Zibloo. "I cannot find it anywhere."
Just then — WHOOOOSH! Something bright and sparkly swooshed past the round window! It was a friendly comet with a long, shimmery tail and a big silly grin. "Hi there! I am Woo!" sang the comet. "Why so sad, little alien?" Zibloo sniffled. "I lost my favorite star. And I tripped. And everything is messy!"
Woo wiggled and giggled. "I know a trick! Want to hear my silly cleanup song?" Zibloo nodded. Woo sang: "Pick up ONE thing, put it away! Pick up TWO things — hip hip hooray! Pick up THREE things, dance and sway! Cleaning up is how we play!" The song was so silly, Zibloo laughed out loud.
Zibloo picked up ONE colorful moon rock. Pink and smooth! Into the moon rock bin it went — CLUNK! And look! A tiny patch of the bumpy purple floor began to twinkle. "Ooooh!" said Zibloo. "The floor is sparkly underneath!" Starting with just one thing made it feel so easy.
Zibloo picked up TWO soft, glowing star-shaped toys. They felt squishy and warm! Into the star toy basket they went — PLOP, PLOP! More bumpy purple floor twinkled bright. "Hip hip hooray!" sang Zibloo, dancing and swaying. The spaceship felt bigger already!
Zibloo picked up THREE sparkly space blankets. They were crinkly and shimmery and smelled like cotton candy clouds! CRINKLE, CRINKLE, CRINKLE! Zibloo folded them — one, two, three — and stacked them up neat and tall. Even MORE floor twinkled! "Cleaning up IS how we play!" Zibloo cheered.
Zibloo put away thing after thing after thing, singing Woo's silly song the whole time. And then — what was THAT? Under the very last crinkly silver sparkly space blanket, something glowed warm and golden. "MY STAR!" Zibloo cried. "There you are!" Zibloo hugged it tight. It was squishy and bright and perfect.
Zibloo gave the golden star a special spot on a little shelf, right where it was easy to find. Then Zibloo looked around. The bumpy purple floor twinkled everywhere now! The spaceship felt bright and big and wonderful. "Thank you, Woo!" Zibloo called out the window. Far away, a shimmery rainbow tail wiggled back.
That night, Zibloo pressed close to the clear round window and looked out at the real stars. So many! So bright! "Tomorrow I might find new shiny things," Zibloo whispered. "And I will always have a clean, happy spot to put them." The stars twinkled, as if to say — yes you will, little Zibloo. Yes you will.