Once upon a time, a long time ago, near the North Pole, there lived a lonely snowman named Frosty. Frosty had no friends, not because he lived in the coldest place on Earth, not because he wore no clothes, and not because he tended to melt at the moment he was needed. Frosty had no friends because he wasn't kind. Frosty was cruel.
Each year, as the Spring was warming the Earth, Frosty began to melt. He knew the Winter would return his body and his hat, but he resented missing the sweet allyssum blooming. Everyone else saw the never ending days of Summer, while Frosty existed in the dark. It washed a shadow over everything. The centuries of freezing and thawing fractured his heart and left nothing but ice.
One morning Frosty woke the irate train ticket agent at 3 am. The agent was irate before he woke because he was dreaming about train delays. He became more irate seeing Frosty at his door. "I need a ticket to Snowy for today at 11 am ." The agent slammed the door.
Frosty stood on the doorstep, waiting. He thought of many ways to torment the train ticket agent. The agent did not return until his morning alarm woke him for work . By then Frosty had sealed the windows with ice and blocked the doors with snow. Frosty made him late!
Downtown at the dismayed vendor of slushies, Frosty was demanding an ice cream sandwich . The vendor was dismayed before Frosty arrived since one of the slushy machines was stuck. "I need a chipwich, now!" The vendor only sold slushies, to she returned to repairing the machine.
The vendor attended to the repair. Frosty reviewed the menu which listed twelve slushy flavors. He watched as she tinkered and then went into the back for a valve. When the vendor returned, all of the valves were frozen open and the floor was covered in slushy. Frosty closed her business!
The sanitation worker struggled with the hose connection to the street sweeper. She had one more street before her job was done. Frosty snickered as she determined that the sleeve had a kink in it. The worker went into the parts compartment for a replacement.
Frosty stood by as the struggling sanitation worker removed the old sleeve and tried to install the new one. The new sleeve was missing a screw. She returned to the parts compartment to look for it. Frosty smirked seeing the screw roll into the sewer. The worker turned around to see the hose flying around spraying water everywhere. Frosty would get her fired!
The townspeople were angry and frustrated. Frosty had to go and Spring was months away. They needed help now! A crowd gathered in the town square awaiting the mayor. "Frosty is a menace!" "Ban Frosty forever!" From the crowd came the voice of a small boy, "We have all we need in our own homes."
The next morning Frosty looked out his window and grinned at the glittering, white blanket covering the ground. He rushed out his door and slid and fell on the sidewalk. Frosty writhed and howled. Salt! The small boy waited until Frosty was nearly gone and grasped the top hat that returned each year. He ran home and tossed it in the fire. And the town lived happily ever after.
Each year, as the Spring was warming the Earth, Frosty began to melt. He knew the Winter would return his body and his hat, but he resented missing the sweet allyssum blooming. Everyone else saw the never ending days of Summer, while Frosty existed in the dark. It washed a shadow over everything. The centuries of freezing and thawing fractured his heart and left nothing but ice.
One morning Frosty woke the irate train ticket agent at 3 am. The agent was irate before he woke because he was dreaming about train delays. He became more irate seeing Frosty at his door. "I need a ticket to Snowy for today at 11 am ." The agent slammed the door.
Frosty stood on the doorstep, waiting. He thought of many ways to torment the train ticket agent. The agent did not return until his morning alarm woke him for work . By then Frosty had sealed the windows with ice and blocked the doors with snow. Frosty made him late!
Downtown at the dismayed vendor of slushies, Frosty was demanding an ice cream sandwich . The vendor was dismayed before Frosty arrived since one of the slushy machines was stuck. "I need a chipwich, now!" The vendor only sold slushies, to she returned to repairing the machine.
The vendor attended to the repair. Frosty reviewed the menu which listed twelve slushy flavors. He watched as she tinkered and then went into the back for a valve. When the vendor returned, all of the valves were frozen open and the floor was covered in slushy. Frosty closed her business!
The sanitation worker struggled with the hose connection to the street sweeper. She had one more street before her job was done. Frosty snickered as she determined that the sleeve had a kink in it. The worker went into the parts compartment for a replacement.
Frosty stood by as the struggling sanitation worker removed the old sleeve and tried to install the new one. The new sleeve was missing a screw. She returned to the parts compartment to look for it. Frosty smirked seeing the screw roll into the sewer. The worker turned around to see the hose flying around spraying water everywhere. Frosty would get her fired!
The townspeople were angry and frustrated. Frosty had to go and Spring was months away. They needed help now! A crowd gathered in the town square awaiting the mayor. "Frosty is a menace!" "Ban Frosty forever!" From the crowd came the voice of a small boy, "We have all we need in our own homes."
The next morning Frosty looked out his window and grinned at the glittering, white blanket covering the ground. He rushed out his door and slid and fell on the sidewalk. Frosty writhed and howled. Salt! The small boy waited until Frosty was nearly gone and grasped the top hat that returned each year. He ran home and tossed it in the fire. And the town lived happily ever after.
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