Flat Stanley Helps Redondo the Roofer

Flat Stanley woke up to the rap tap tap of a hammer going on.  He jumped out of bed and looked out the window to see shingles going up on the roof of Nana and Papa’s new house!

He tightened his suspenders and grabbed a granola bar before flying out the door.

“Hellllloooooo” he hollared trying to be heard above the noisy compressor.  The compressor shoots air and makes the nails fly out of his nail gun with so much power it can sink through the shingle and secure it to the board below in one finger press.

“Helllooooo can I help, I’d like to work with you!” he tried again.  The roofer looked down and waved his hand to come on up.

Flat Stanley climbed aboard the special ladder that had a pully on it.  He put a few heavy boxes of shingles on the flat step and rode it up like an elevator.

“Brrrrmmmmm Brrrmmmmmm…at your service” Flat Stanley told Redondo, “Redondo the Roofer!”

Redondo handed Flat Stanley the air gun and had him try to shoot a few nails in the shingle to secure it to the roof.  These shingles will keep the rain out of Nana and Papa’s new house.

Flat Stanley noticed that it had a handle like his toy gun, Nana won’t let him play with that toy because she says she doesn’t even like people to pretend they’re hurting someone.  But this was a tool, so it was ok.

When Flat Stanley pulled the trigger, it shot him back like a rocket and he landed on the other side of the roof of the house!

“Whew, that wasn’t a good idea!” Flat Stanley said to himself.

He stood up and shook himself off, he wasn’t hurt; but decided maybe the nail gun wasn’t for him.

Redondo the Roofer asked if he could ride the pull ladder down for more shingles.

That he could do!

Flat Stanley liked riding the pully ladder up and down and brought him a lot of boxes and materials.

When they broke for lunch, Nana brought them out some egg salad sandwiches.  They were delicious!  Flat Stanley liked the crunch of the pickle relish inside.

Flat Stanley was returning from a bathroom break when he looked at the roof of the old 1700’s shed.  It had grass growing on it!

“Why don’t we use roofs like that?  They seem to last a long time.” Flat Stanley asked Papa who was working out in the garden.

“You’ve got a good point Flat Stanley,” Papa replied.  “I think that roof has been there for 300 years, since that building was built!”

It was a very old building with a very old sod roof and the shed inside is dry as a bone.

Flat Stanley shook his head and continued over to the new construction across the driveway.  He was thinking that maybe Papa was right; maybe the new ways of doing things isn’t always better.

He was shocked when he looked up and saw Redondo the Roofer on the very tippy top of the ridge of the roofline!

“Be careful there buddy,” Flat Stanley hollered.

His electrical cord that made his nail gun run from the compressor was wrapped around the ladder below and Redondo the Roofer was happy to see Flat Stanley come back.

Flat Stanley uncoiled the cord from where it was stuck and Redondo the Roofer was back to nailing fast and furious!

“Bam bitty bam bit bam,” the nail gun hammered out a tune.  Flat Stanley decided the beat needed some words, and began singing.

“Hammer Hammer Hammer on the Nails Nails Nails, as you teeter teeter teeter on the rails.  A boom shacka lacka lacka BOOOOM!”

Redondo the Roofer was shaking his head and laughing as he finished up for the day.  The shingles were all nearly laid and the sun was setting when Flat Stanley rode the pully ladder up one more time to sit and watch the sunset with Redondo.

It was a beautiful sunset, and a wonderful day.  Flat Stanley pulled a rubber ball from his pocket.  He had put a quarter in the gumball machine yesterday and this bright orange rubber ball bounced out.   Flat Stanley sat on the ridge of the roof and bounced the ball down the newly layed shingles.

It bounced and bounced and bounced and then DROPPED off the roof and did one really high bounce when it landed on the ground below.

Redondo the Roofer was smiling at Flat Stanley and his silly smile was shining back at him.  They had a good day.

I hope you had a good day and this finds you smiling too!  Please subscribe and Nana will send you an email whenever a new Flat Stanley Adventure is posted.  We all need a few more smiles in our days.