The Story of a Lightbulb.
Flicker. Flicker.
Now there is light.
People are below.
They are tall.
A little one runs in the room.
It calls the one mom.
It calls the other one dad.
They leave the room.
Goodnight.
Good morning.
The little one runs in.
He takes small things out of a box.
He calls them dinosaurs.
I wonder if I came out of a box.
A voice enters through the door.
It says dinner.
The little one puts away the dinosaurs.
I wonder if they eat energy like me.
Oh, goodnight.
Hello again.
The little one takes out something called cars now.
He makes loud noises and runs around.
Be careful!
He fell and water started leaking out of his eyes.
He must have broke.
Mom will fix him.
Feel better soon.
Buenos tardes!
The little one has been working on something called homework.
He learns many things.
He even talks about me.
I found out I too have a dad.
I think they called him Ben.
He's done writing now.
Buenos noches.
Hey.
The little one is not so little now.
He's been in this room less and less.
I'm not so bright anymore.
He's telling his dad how I work.
He's reaching toward me.
Flicker Flicker.
