The Droopy Droop Girl
There was once a shy little girl named Marie, but almost everyone called her the Droopy Droop Girl because she was always looking at her feet. Some girls were very mean to the Droopy Droop Girl. They wouldn’t play with her. They called her names. They laughed at anyone who was friendly to the Droopy Droop Girl so she ate her lunch all alone and never had anyone to play with at school.
After school, the Droopy Droop girl spent the afternoon with her mother’s friend, Miss Ida. Droopy Droop Girl really had fun at Miss Ida’s house. Sometimes they baked bread or corn muffins. Sometimes they sewed or knitted. Sometimes they polished Miss Ida’s silver while they watched old movies on TV until Droopy Droop Girl’s mama or papa came to take her home. One day the mean girls followed her after school chanting, “Droopy Droop Girl go home! Droopy Droop Girl run away!” Miss Ida stared at them from her front porch and they stopped chanting and ran away themselves.
Miss Ida asked Marie, which was Droopy Droop Girl’s real name, “Are they bullying you?” But Droopy Droop Girl just stared at her feet until Miss Ida said she’d make some peppermint tea for them both. Miss Ida had a lot of old fashion magazines and she had a brilliant idea to cheer up the Droopy Droop Girl. They got out some scissors and made paper dolls from the magazines. They cut the dolls from the thick cover paper and cut out the outfits from the thinner paper inside. They weren’t the most perfect paper dollies, but Miss Ida and Droopy Droop Girl had a lot of fun making them.
The next day, the Droopy Droop Girl took her paper dollies to school. She was playing with them all by herself when the mean girls grabbed them and tore them up. Then they all ran away except one girl. She hadn’t torn up the dolls and hadn’t run away with the others. She picked up some of the torn pieces and gave them to Droopy Droop Girl.
“I’m sorry they tore them up,” she said. “They were so pretty.”
Droopy Droop Girl just stared at her shoes.
“My name is Anita.”
Droopy Droop Girl just stared at her shoes.
“I have tape,” Anita said. “Maybe we can fix them?”
Droopy Droop Girl shook her head. “I can make some more,” she whispered. “I’ll show you tomorrow.”
Droopy Droop Girl and Miss Ida made more paper dolls. Then Droopy Droop Girl asked Miss Ida a question so quietly that Miss Ida has to get very close to hear, “Could I bring a girl here someday?”
“Yes, you may, Marie” Miss Ida said. “Did you make a friend?”
Droopy Droop Girl just stared at her shoes until Miss Ida suggested they make corn muffins to go with their tea.
The next day, Droopy Droop Girl showed Anita the new paper dolls and invited her to Miss Ida’s house. Anita’s mother was glad she had a new friend; she never really liked the mean girls. She walked the girls to Miss Ida’s house, where she had a cup of tea while Miss Ida showed the girls how to make magazine beads by rolling strips of magazine pages on a wire and gluing the ends. When the girls had enough beads, they strung them on a string and wore them around their necks.
The girls were so proud of their beads, they wore them to school the next day. They were admired all morning, but at lunch the mean girls ripped off the necklaces and threw the beads on the ground and stomped on them. Anita and Droopy Drop Girl ran away. But one of the mean girls picked up some of the beads and took them to Anita and Droopy Droop Girl. “I’m sorry,” she said.
“Thank you, Julie,” Anita said, looking sadly at the ruined beads.
Droopy Droop Girl just stared at her feet.
A few days later, Julie and her mother came to Miss Ida’s house to apologize again. Miss Ida was teaching Droopy Droop Girl and Anita to make paper flowers, and Julie made some, too.
Julie, Anita and Droopy Droop Girl took their paper flowers to school the next day. During morning recess, the mean girls tried to grab them, but Nora, one of the mean girls, stopped them. “They’re so pretty!” she said, standing between Anita, Julie, and Droopy Droop Girl. “Leave them alone!”
The other mean girls, all two of them, ran away. After that, Nora, Julie, Anita, and Droopy Droop Girl made paper dolls, rag dolls, bead necklaces, paper flowers, folded paper animals, and knitted, crocheted, and embroidered with Miss Ida or at Droopy Droop Girl’s new friends’ houses. Soon they all had beautiful things to wear and share and they were always leaning new ways to make pretty things.
And nobody called Marie the Droopy Droop Girl anymore, because Marie held her head up with her friends and everyone else. She was still a little shy, but the only time she looked down now was when she was making something.
© Ginger Mayerson 2013