Hush now little one don’t you cry, there is nothing i can do to help you. Your mother is gone along with everyone else and she won’t be coming back. You are stuck here with me . . .I am stuck here with you. Don’t cry.
Hush now little one it won’t be long, the winds are blowing i can feel it strong, you will call for the bees you will dance for them all, they will come from far places . . . They will save us all. Don’t cry little one, you need to be strong.
Hush now little one follow my feet, watch my arms and keep the same beat, hold your hands high up to the sky make figure eights, keep the arms straight. Stop crying my dear stop and listen hear, try it one more time and get it right.
Hush now little one. Stop that crying, your mother is gone just like Barb!
Dance you have to dance, dance like the bee, bend your body forward and wiggle like me. Wiggle and waggle just follow me, little steps, little circles, then turn back around. Dance little girl, dance to save the world.
Cleveland was getting tired and not feeling well. He need to rest and Sarophia wanted to cry. Home is said, i want to go home, mommy said to stay in the cellar, until she comes, to get me out. Don’t leave she said or she will take my puppy. Your puppy is gone little girl, stop that crying, eat a honey sandwich. Now come on, sit over here, eat and rest we will dance some more.
I don’t want to dance, i’m not a bee. I want my mommy and puppy, leave me alone.
Cleveland looked at the clock . . .It was a quarter past three. Tell you what. I will take you to town if you stop that crying and eat. Let me rest.
So there they were . . .One facing the other, a man who didn’t like cry babies and a little girl who wanted her mother.
Tell me your name one more time little girl, or should i call ou cry baby. he chuckled at her, she frowned. . .Sarophia . . .S A R O P H I A. Cleveland smiled. I didn’t ask you to spell it, now go on, eat that up, it’s good for you . . .You’re a big meannie . . .Yes, yes . . .that’s okay, you can call me Cleveland, and if that is to hard for you, you can call me Cleve.
He went over to lay down . . .Listen Sarophia . . .I need to rest my eyes for a while, see that big hand on the clock? Yes, my mommy showed me for when it’s time to go to bed. That ‘s good, he told her . . .When the big hand goes all the way up to the top, i want you to pump some more cold water in the pail and put it on my head. You think you can do that for me?
She did. Sarophia ate the honey sandwich and when the time was right, she pumped the cold fresh water from the pump and dumped it all on his head! He gave a good yelp . . .
They would go into town and she would see her mommy was indeed gone and she would learn to dance the bee dance.
In the mean time, Sam was on his way to do some shopping and the strange girl was soaking in the river, drinking in all the cool fresh pure water running down stream from the mountain tops. She was not feeling well . . .She was stung by a bee.