The
Life of a Coat
STORY BY Kadya
Molodowsky
ILLUSTRATED BY
Batia Kolton
Our tale begins with a winter coat, Not with a mischievous white goat.
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A winter coat with narrow slit For a child’s head to fit.
But oh, which child would it fit? This winter coat with narrow slit.
Shmulik wore the coat with pride, So he’d keep warm and snug outside.
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Shmulik wore it one year, two — The sturdy coat stayed good as new.
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Another year — and yet, what’s more, The coat seemed nicer than before.
Little Shmulik grew and grew. The coat grew tight. His flesh poked through.
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