the robot and the mermaid (my children's book)

side note, i get to ship this to korea to have it illustrated!!! woot!

     Once upon a time on a windy gray beach, a clickity-clackity big boxy robot sat in the silvery sand looking out in to the cold sea. The robot had a sad life, and he did nothing else but let his eyes view the ocean. On one day that seemed like every other cold lonely day, the ocean changed. Instead of seeing nothing but the endless gray sea and the sharp rocks that dotted the coast and hearing nothing but the endless waves, the robot heard something … beautiful, and in the distance, at the farthest rock from the shore, he saw something…. beautiful. The clickity-clackity big boxy robot had no idea what he was looking at, so he rubbed his eyes and adjusted their focus. The robot saw, sitting on the farthest sharp and pointy rock, a beautiful…. Something. The beautiful something had a top half like the beautiful fisherman’s daughters who on occasion would wander the beach. The beautiful something’s bottom half was shining and silver and looked like the tail of the fish that played on occasion at the water’s edge. The robot did not know this, but the robot was looking at a beautiful mermaid. The mermaid was singing a song in her lovely mermaid voice, and it warmed his clickity-clackity big boxy heart. The robot wanted nothing more than to go to his beautiful something, but he could not. The robot knew that if he even walked a few meters in to the water, his iron would rust, and his circuits would sizzle and burst and he would be a very dead, sad, lonely robot. The clickity-clackity big boxy heart of the clickity-clackity big boxy robot broke. The Robot wept tears of oil for his beautiful something that sang so far out on the ocean.

     The robot felt like he had been weeping for hours when an old sea captain walked by. The old sea captain took pity on the sad lonely robot and stopped to speak with him. The robot told him of the always gray beaches and the cold waves and the appearance of the beautiful something he could never reach. The sea captain offered what little help he could give the robot.The captain took off his big rubber fishing boots and gave them to the robot. The sea captain hoped they would be enough to keep water from the robot’s iron and circuits. The sea captain took his leave, and the robot, overjoyed, pulled on the boots and started to walk in to the ocean. But to his dismay, the boots only let him walk a few meters into the ocean with out touching water. If the robot traveled any farther and the boots would no longer protect him. The Robot was happier though. The Robot was at least a few meters closer to his beautiful something. Now there was a chance that one day they would meet. While The Robot was standing in the water staring at his beautiful something, a lobster catcher came by to empty his traps. Because seeing a lonely clickity-clackity big boxy robot standing in the ocean was an odd sight, he stopped to talk to the robot. The lobster fisherman listened to the robot’s tale and was moved, so the lobster fisherman took off his waders and gave them to the robot so he could a bit closer to his beautiful something. The robot, in the sea captain’s boots and the lobster fisherman’s waders, walked a few more meters closer to his beautiful something. The robot was getting very close to the beautiful something, but he was just not close enough to call to her or even hope that she might see him. Even though he still had so far to go, the robot’s lonely clickity-clackity big boxy heart began to buzz and click with excitement. The robot was chest deep in the sea when one of those beautiful fisherman’s daughters came rowing by in a dingy.  She stopped to talk to the robot because she knew a hopeless romantic when she saw one. She listened to the robot’s tale of the beautiful something, and she was moved. She would have offered him her dingy, but he was far too heavy, and he would sink the little boat, but she gave the robot the rain slicker that she wore to protect her pretty dress from the salty mist of the ocean. The robot bowed to the beautiful fisherman’s daughter as she paddled away. The robot put on the slicker and started to walk.

     To the Robot’s amazement, he was now able to walk right up to his beautiful something’s rock.  He looked up at her beautiful face and listened to her crystal clear voice as she sang, and the robot felt he could never be happier. Just then the beautiful something, the mermaid, looked down at robot and smiled a big smile. The robot’s clickity-clackity big boxy heart felt like it was going to pop he was so happy, and the mermaid’s shiny glowing heart felt just the same. The robot told her of his journey to meet his beautiful something, and the mermaid told the robot she was glad he could hear her calling for the shiny metal man on the beach. The robot told her of his fear of rust and popping circuits, and the mermaid told the robot of her fear of dry land and the fisherman’s traps. The robot’s clickity-clackity big boxy heart never felt fuller. The mermaid pulled the clickity-clackity big boxy robot up on to her rock, and they embraced. Just then the sun peaked out from behind the clouds, and just then the clickity-clackity big boxy robot and the shiny beautiful mermaid knew they would never be lonely again.

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