Cinderfella By Judith Bauer Stamper Illustrated by Julie Durrell SCHOLASTIC

See the lad in the cap. He is Cinderfella. He mops a lot.

See the Tom and Tim. Tom and Tim like to nap. Cinderfella has to mop for them.

“Cinderfella,” said Tom. “Mop the mat.” “Cinderfella,” said Tim. “Hop to it! Fast!”

Cinderfella was sad. He did not like to hop and mop. He was not fast.

Tap. Tap. Tap. It was Pam. She had a map. The map had a lad on it.

“Hi!” said Pam. “I like the lad on my map. Did you see him?” “Yes!” said Tom. ”I am the lad.” “No, he is not,” said Tim. “I am the lad on the map.”

“See the shoe in my lap,” said Pam. “It is for my lad. See if the shoe fits you. ”

Tom’s foot was fat. Tim’s foot was fat. The shoe did not fit them. “The shoe is not for you,” said Pam. “Good-bye.”

Tap. Tap. Tap. It was Pam. She was lost.

“Hi!” said Pam. “See my map? The lad is on it. Is he in?” “No!” said Tom and Tim. “Yes!” Cinderfella said to them.

“See the shoe in my lap,” said Pam. “It fits my lad’s foot. See if it fits you.”

Cinderfella sat. His foot was not fat. The shoe fits his foot! “My foot fills the shoe,” said Cindefella.

“He is the lad on my map!” said Pam. “I like him!”

“Good-bye, Tom. Good-bye, Tim. Good-bye, mop! ” said Cinderflla.