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OWL AT HOMEby ARNOLD LOBEL

For Grandma

ContentsThe Guest5Strange Bumps15Tear-Water Tea24Upstairs and Downstairs32Owl and the Moon39About I Can Read BooksCreditsCoverCopyrightAbout the Publisher

THE GUESTOwl was at home. “How good it feels to be sittingby this fire,” said Owl. “It is so cold and snowyoutside.” Owl was eating buttered toast and hot peasoup for supper.Owl heard a loud sound at the front door. “Who isout there, banging and pounding at my door on anight like this?” he said. Owl opened the door. Noone was there. Only the snow and the wind.5

Owl sat near the fire again. There was another loudnoise at the door. “Who can it be,” said Owl,“knocking and thumping at my door on a night likethis?” Owl opened the door.No one was there. Only the snow and the cold. “Thepoor old winter is knocking at my door,” said Owl.“Perhaps it wants to sit by the fire. Well, I will bekind and let the winter come in.”6

Owl opened the door very wide. “Come in, Winter,”said Owl. “Come in and warm yourself for a while.”7

Winter came into the house. It came in very fast. Acold wind pushed Owl against the wall.8

Winter ran around the room. It blew out the fire inthe fireplace.9

The snow whirled up the stairs and whooshed downthe hallway. “Winter!” cried Owl. “You are myguest. This is no way to behave!” But Winter didnot listen. It made the window shades flap andshiver. It turned the pea soup into hard, green ice.10

Winter went into all the rooms of Owl’s house. Sooneverything was covered with snow. “You must go,Winter!” shouted Owl. “Go away, right now!”The wind blew around and around. Then Winterrushed out and slammed the front door. “Goodbye,” called Owl, “and do not come back!”11

Owl made a new fire in the fireplace. The room became warm again. The snow melted away. The hard,green ice turned back into soft pea soup. Owl satdown in his chair and quietly finished his supper.12

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STRANGE BUMPSOwl was in bed. “It is time to blow out the candleand go to sleep,” he said with a yawn. Then Owlsaw two bumps under his blanket at the bottom ofhis bed. “What can those strange bumps be?” askedOwl.Owl lifted up the blanket. He looked down into thebed. All he could see was darkness. Owl tried tosleep, but he could not.“What if those two strange bumps grow bigger andbigger while I am asleep?” said Owl. “That wouldnot be pleasant.”15

Owl moved his right foot up and down. The bumpon the right moved up and down. “One of thosebumps is moving!” said Owl. Owl moved his leftfoot up and down. The bump on the left moved upand down. “The other bump is moving!” cried Owl.16

Owl pulled all of the covers off his bed. The bumpswere gone. All Owl could see at the bottom of thebed were his own two feet.“But now I am cold,” said Owl. “I will cover myself17

with the blankets again.” As soon as he did, he sawthe same two bumps. “Those bumps are back!”shouted Owl. “Bumps, bumps, bumps! I will neversleep tonight!”18

Owl jumped up and down on top of his bed.19

“Where are you? What are you?” he cried. With acrash and a bang the bed came falling down.20

Owl ran down the stairs. He sat in his chair near thefire. “I will let those two strange bumps sit on mybed all by themselves,” said Owl. “Let them growas big as they wish. I will sleep right here where Iam safe.”21

And that is what he did.22

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TEAR-WATER TEAOwl took the kettle out of the cupboard. “TonightI will make tear-water tea,” he said. He put the kettleon his lap. “Now,” said Owl, “I will begin.” Owl satvery still. He began to think of things that were sad.“Chairs with broken legs,” said Owl. His eyes beganto water.“Songs that cannot be sung,” said Owl, “becausethe words have been forgotten.”Owl began to cry. A large tear rolled down anddropped into the kettle.24

“Spoons that have fallen behind the stove and arenever seen again,” said Owl.More tears dropped down into the kettle.“Books that cannot be read,” said Owl, “becausesome of the pages have been torn out.”25

“Clocks that have stopped,” said Owl, “with no onenear to wind them up.”Owl was crying. Many large tears dropped into thekettle. “Mornings nobody saw because everybodywas sleeping,” sobbed Owl.26

“Mashed potatoes left on a plate,” he cried, “becauseno one wanted to eat them. And pencils that are tooshort to use.”27

Owl thought about many other sad things. He criedand cried.Soon the kettle was all filled up with tears.28

“There,” said Owl. “That does it!” Owl stoppedcrying. He put the kettle on the stove to boil for tea.Owl felt happy as he filled his cup. “It tastes a littlebit salty,” he said, “but tear-water tea is always verygood.”29

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UPSTAIRS AND DOWNSTAIRSOwl’s house had an upstairs and a downstairs.There were twenty steps on the stairway. Some ofthe time Owl was upstairs in his bedroom. At othertimes Owl was downstairs in his living room.When Owl was downstairs he said, “I wonder howmy upstairs is?” When Owl was upstairs he said, “Iwonder how my downstairs is getting along? I amalways missing one place or the other. There mustbe a way,” said Owl, “to be upstairs and to bedownstairs at the same time.”“Perhaps if I run very very fast, I can be in bothplaces at once.” Owl ran up the stairs. “I am up,”he said.Owl ran down the stairs. “I am down,” he said.32

Owl ran up and down the stairs faster and faster.“Owl!” he cried. “Are you downstairs?” There was33

no answer. “No,” said Owl. “I am not downstairsbecause I am upstairs. I am not running fastenough.”“Owl!” he shouted. “Are you upstairs?” There wasno answer. “No,” said Owl. “I am not upstairs because I am downstairs. I must run even faster.”34

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“Faster, faster, faster!” cried Owl. Owl ran upstairsand downstairs all evening. But he could not be inboth places at once.36

“When I am up,” said Owl, “I am not down. WhenI am down I am not up. All I am is very tired!” Owlsat down to rest. He sat on the tenth step because itwas a place that was right in the middle.37

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OWL AND THE MOONOne night Owl went down to the seashore. He saton a large rock and looked out at the waves.Everything was dark. Then a small tip of the mooncame up over the edge of the sea.Owl watched the moon. It climbed higher andhigher into the sky. Soon the whole, round moonwas shining. Owl sat on the rock and looked up atthe moon for a long time.39

“If I am looking at you, moon, then you must belooking back at me. We must be very good friends.”The moon did not answer, but Owl said, “I willcome back and see you again, moon. But now I mustgo home.” Owl walked down the path. He lookedup at the sky. The moon was still there. It was following him.40

“No, no, moon,” said Owl. “It is kind of you to lightmy way. But you must stay up over the sea whereyou look so fine.” Owl walked on a little farther. Helooked at the sky again.41

There was the moon coming right along with him.“Dear moon,” said Owl, “you really must not comehome with me. My house is small. You would notfit through the door. And I have nothing to give youfor supper.”Owl kept on walking. The moon sailed after him42

over the tops of the trees. “Moon,” said Owl, “I thinkthat you do not hear me.” Owl climbed to the topof a hill. He shouted as loudly as he could, “Goodbye, moon!”43

The moon went behind some clouds. Owl lookedand looked. The moon was gone. “It is always alittle sad to say good-bye to a friend,” said Owl.Owl came home. He put on his pajamas and wentto bed. The room was very dark. Owl was still feeling sad.44

All at once, Owl’s bedroom was filled with silverlight. Owl looked out of the window. The moon wascoming from behind the clouds. “Moon, you havefollowed me all the way home. What a good, roundfriend you are!” said Owl.45

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Then Owl put his head on the pillow and closed hiseyes. The moon was shining down through thewindow. Owl did not feel sad at all.47

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CreditsCover art 1975 by Arnold Lobel

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