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世界繪本特選 TOP100 名著 Shel Silverstein 謝爾 . 希爾弗斯坦 The Missing Piece 失落的一角. The piece about “imperfectness” and “satisfaction”. He’s missing a piece. He’s very sad. He set off to find the missing piece. He rolled along, singing “Oh, I am going to look for my missing piece,
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世界繪本特選 TOP100名著Shel Silverstein 謝爾.希爾弗斯坦The Missing Piece 失落的一角
He’s missing a piece. He’s very sad.
He rolled along, singing “Oh, I am going to look for my missing piece, I am going to look for my missing piece, Ah ha ha, on the way, to look for my missing piece”
Sometimes the snow freezes him up. Then the sun will come out to give him warmth
Because he is missing a piece, so he can’t roll very fast. Thus, he could stop and chat with the worm.
He continued on across the ocean “Oh, I am looking for my missing piece Across the land and seas Not afraid of the long road ahead, I am looking for my missing piece.”
Till one day, he saw it and sang “I have found my missing piece, I have found my missing piece, Not afraid of the long road ahead, I have found…” “Hold on”, the piece said “Don’t sing that “not afraid of the long road ahead…..” yet”
“I am not your missing piece. I am not anyone’s piece. I am my own piece. Even if I am someone’s missing piece, I believe it would not be yours.”
“Orh.” He sadly said. “Sorry to disturb you.” And he went on his way again.
But he did not grab hold of it tight. There was once when he found a piece with the perfect fit.
There was another time when he grabbed hold of it too tight...
One day, he met another piece which seemed to be a perfect fit.
“Hi!” He said. “Hi!” the piece said. “Are you anyone’s missing piece?” “No, I am not.” “Then are you your own piece?” “I can be someone’s piece, as well as, be my own piece” “You probably would not like to be my missing piece.” “Not really.” “Maybe we are not suitable.” “Don’t say that…”
“How is it?” “Feels good.”
Very suitable! A perfect fit! Finally found it! Finally found it!
He rolled along, because he does not miss a piece anymore, he rolled faster and faster, faster then never before. So fast that he could not stop to chat with the little worm.
But he could sing his happy song. He finally can sing : “I found my missing piece.”
He started to sing: “Ummm…Bleh…Hmmm, Ummm…Bleh…Hmmm, Hmmp…Ummp…” Oh god, He does not miss a piece now, but he cannot sing.
“I know why.” He thought. “There’s a reason here.” He stopped.
He moved along, and sang softly:
“Oh, I am looking for my missing piece I am looking for my missing piece Ah ha ha, on the road To look for my missing piece.”