There was once a kind gentle toymaker. He made the most wonderful toys in all the world.
Most of his toys were sold in his shop to children who would love them. But the best toys he kept in a special magical room for everyone to enjoy. The magic in this room caused the toys to come to life. Trains whistled, cars zoomed, horses pranced and dolls walked and talked like real children.
The toymaker's favorite toys were two dolls named Evan and Eva. Each day he would sing and play with the children and toys in the magical room.
One day a stranger entered the room. He told Evan and Eva about another magical land outside the toymaker's shop where even more wonderful things waited for them. Soon, the stranger convinced Evan and Eva to leave the magical toy room with him.
As soon as Evan and Eva left the toymaker's shop they realized they made a mistake. The world outside was not magical or wonderful. It was cruel and dangerous, just like the stranger who tricked them into leaving the toymaker's shop.
Before they could turn around and run back to the toymaker, the stranger scooped them up and stuffed them into a big dark bag. Evan and Eva were afraid.
When the bag finally opened, Evan and Eva were placed in two glass cases in the stranger's own cluttered toy store. On the outside of the glass cases were written the words, "for sale."
Evan and Eva were being sold. They wondered who would buy them. Would they be loved like the toymaker loved them? Would they be split up? Would they be stuck with the stranger forever?
Days and weeks went by. Evan and Eva were lonely and sad. They wished that they had never left the magical toy room. They wished that they had never talked to the stranger. One day, the door to the strangers toy store opened and they heard a friendly familiar voice, it was the toymaker.
"I've come for my friends," he said, "please give them back to me."
The stranger grinned, "But I cannot give them back to you, I did not take them. They chose to leave your toy shop on their own. I simply found them outside and have kept them safe, hoping to find a willing buyer. Are you interested in buying them back?"
"I love them very much, "said the toymaker. "They are like my own children. I'll give you whatever you ask for them. How much do you want?"
The stranger wrote some words down and a piece of paper and passed it to the toymaker. Without saying anything, the toymaker turned around and left the stranger's toy store. Evan and Eva were alone again. They wondered if the toymaker would ever come back. They wondered if the price was too high.
One day passed by. Two days passed by. Three days passed by. Evan and Eva were even more sad than before.
Before the stranger was able to turn off the lights or lock up the store on the third day, the door opened and the toymaker walked in. Over his shoulder he carried the largest sack Evan or Eva had ever seen.
"They are all there," said the toymaker, "every one."
He set the bag down with a loud jingly thud. When the stranger opened the back, Evan and Eva could see every one of the toymaker's magical tools. The stranger began to smile and laughed with excitement. The toymaker however, quietly opened Evan and Eva's cases, placed them in his arms and left the store. Evan and Eva were very happy to be going home.
As the toymaker set his friends down back in the toy room, Evan whispered, "Toymaker, why?"
"Why?" questioned the toymaker. "Why what?"
"Why did you trade your precious magical tools for a couple of silly dolls that ran away?"
"Oh Evan my friend," answered the toymaker, "there is no magic in those tools or even in this play room. The magic is found in my love for you and Eva. I placed it inside of you when I made you. My love for you lead me to find you, buy you back and bring you home. You are mine once again and nothing will change that, forever."
Most of his toys were sold in his shop to children who would love them. But the best toys he kept in a special magical room for everyone to enjoy. The magic in this room caused the toys to come to life. Trains whistled, cars zoomed, horses pranced and dolls walked and talked like real children.
The toymaker's favorite toys were two dolls named Evan and Eva. Each day he would sing and play with the children and toys in the magical room.
One day a stranger entered the room. He told Evan and Eva about another magical land outside the toymaker's shop where even more wonderful things waited for them. Soon, the stranger convinced Evan and Eva to leave the magical toy room with him.
As soon as Evan and Eva left the toymaker's shop they realized they made a mistake. The world outside was not magical or wonderful. It was cruel and dangerous, just like the stranger who tricked them into leaving the toymaker's shop.
Before they could turn around and run back to the toymaker, the stranger scooped them up and stuffed them into a big dark bag. Evan and Eva were afraid.
When the bag finally opened, Evan and Eva were placed in two glass cases in the stranger's own cluttered toy store. On the outside of the glass cases were written the words, "for sale."
Evan and Eva were being sold. They wondered who would buy them. Would they be loved like the toymaker loved them? Would they be split up? Would they be stuck with the stranger forever?
Days and weeks went by. Evan and Eva were lonely and sad. They wished that they had never left the magical toy room. They wished that they had never talked to the stranger. One day, the door to the strangers toy store opened and they heard a friendly familiar voice, it was the toymaker.
"I've come for my friends," he said, "please give them back to me."
The stranger grinned, "But I cannot give them back to you, I did not take them. They chose to leave your toy shop on their own. I simply found them outside and have kept them safe, hoping to find a willing buyer. Are you interested in buying them back?"
"I love them very much, "said the toymaker. "They are like my own children. I'll give you whatever you ask for them. How much do you want?"
The stranger wrote some words down and a piece of paper and passed it to the toymaker. Without saying anything, the toymaker turned around and left the stranger's toy store. Evan and Eva were alone again. They wondered if the toymaker would ever come back. They wondered if the price was too high.
One day passed by. Two days passed by. Three days passed by. Evan and Eva were even more sad than before.
Before the stranger was able to turn off the lights or lock up the store on the third day, the door opened and the toymaker walked in. Over his shoulder he carried the largest sack Evan or Eva had ever seen.
"They are all there," said the toymaker, "every one."
He set the bag down with a loud jingly thud. When the stranger opened the back, Evan and Eva could see every one of the toymaker's magical tools. The stranger began to smile and laughed with excitement. The toymaker however, quietly opened Evan and Eva's cases, placed them in his arms and left the store. Evan and Eva were very happy to be going home.
As the toymaker set his friends down back in the toy room, Evan whispered, "Toymaker, why?"
"Why?" questioned the toymaker. "Why what?"
"Why did you trade your precious magical tools for a couple of silly dolls that ran away?"
"Oh Evan my friend," answered the toymaker, "there is no magic in those tools or even in this play room. The magic is found in my love for you and Eva. I placed it inside of you when I made you. My love for you lead me to find you, buy you back and bring you home. You are mine once again and nothing will change that, forever."
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