The above quote is my granddaughter Sarah’s favorite. Inspired by it she wrote a story, with some help from her grandmother. She loves the Salt and Pepper stories and wanted to share it here with you.
To print the story: The Door That Never Closes
Salt and Pepper got in an argument with Daisy. They argued about a cat that they found while walking in the woods. Daisy wanted the cat, but Pepper said that since he was the one that had seen the cat first, he should have it.
Daisy said that girls are better at taking care of cats, so she should have the cat.
Salt did not agree. He didn’t have a pet, so he argued that he should have it.
Because they couldn’t agree they decide to go to Miss Beatrice and ask her for advice.
It was in the middle of the week, so Miss Beatrice was surprised to see the children.
VISITING MISS BEATRICE
“Hi! What a pleasant surprise!” said Miss Beatrice. “What are you guys up to?”
“We have a big problem,” said Salt. “We can’t seem to agree so we need your help.”
“We found a cat,” said Pepper. “But really I was the one who found it!”
“No, you did not!” said Daisy. “We all found it!”
Miss Beatrice could see that there was a problem.
“Are you arguing about a cat?” she asked.
“Yes!” they all said.
“That is nothing to argue about,” said Miss Beatrice. “You can have all the cats you ever want!
My precious cat Dina is going to have kittens. I’ll give each one of you a kitten!”
“Yeah!” cried Daisy. “Ever since I first saw Dina I have wanted to have one of her kittens.”
“Problem solved!” Miss Beatrice said. “But I need to talk to you about something important.”
Miss Beatrice wanted to talk to the children about the door that never closes.
“What door is that?” asked Pepper. “I’ve never seen a door that doesn’t close!”
“We have a door that doesn’t close at my house,” said Daisy. “It always makes a lot of noise when the wind blows.”
“Did you break the door?” asked Salt.
“Please don’t start to argue again,” said Miss Beatrice. “That’s not the kind of door I want to talk about. I want you to guess what door I’m talking about.”
So, they started guessing!
Daisy guessed it was the door at the hospital. You can come to the hospital at any time and you will find the door open. But, that was not what Miss Beatrice wanted to talk about.
Salt thought that maybe it was the door of Wisdom.
“That was a close guess,” said Miss Beatrice.
“Is it the door to heaven?” asked Pepper.
“That door is never closed!” said Miss Beatrice. “God’s doors are always open. But I was thinking of something else.”
“Is it the door to your heart, Miss Beatrice?” asked Salt. “Your heart is always open to us!”
“Thank you, Salt,” said Miss Beatrice. “I always try to have my heart open to all you children. I love The Treasure Club!”
THE FRIENDSHIP DOOR
But what she was talking about was the Door to Friendship.
“At the Treasure Club we have all opened the door to be friends. We should not close it, especially not arguing about something so minor as a cat.”
Just then the cat Dina jumped up in Miss Beatrice’s lap. It was like she wondered why they said that a cat was something minor. She considered herself very important!
“A true friend is someone who reaches out for your hand and touches your heart,” said Miss Beatrice. “I want you all to remember that and to be that kind of a friend.”
“You are that kind of a friend, Miss Beatrice,” said Daisy. “My Dad didn’t like you the first time. Now he says you are the best friend we have!”
“Let’s never close the door to friendship,” said Miss Beatrice. “Friendship is like a circle that never ends, but you can always make it bigger by including others.”
The children decided that the best thing to do with the cat they had found in the woods was to give it to Miss Beatrice. Her cat Dina needed a new friend.
That was the best solution to the argument. Everyone went home happy because they knew that soon they were each going to get a little kitten. And because Dina now had someone like herself to play with.
Thank you, Sarah, for sharing your story. We welcome other children to send in their stories and we will publish them.