Height and Weight
[Inside Ms Sheila?s school...]
"Today?s history lesson is on a special tower that you?ve probably seen. It?s a giant orange pony saying "I full". Now, we all know that?s not proper grammar but that?s how the builder Iron Isaac as he was known thought it was said normally. He didn?t speak English well so there was no way for him to properly ask whether it was right and he was the only one to build it. He thought about the best color it should be so that it stood out, even without its height. He went with orange because it?s bright against the sky and would be visible at night," began Ms. Sheila.
"Wow! How tall is it?" asked Mocha.
"About 1000 feet tall and you can venture inside it, though it?s actually hollow inside save for tools in case of emergency," replied Ms Sheila.
"How do you get in?" asked Patricia.
"You enter up a ladder to a door on the pony?s back. Once inside, there?s a window that makes up the pony?s belly button that you can look in and see the town from a new perspective," added Ms. Sheila.
"Why?d he go with a pony that was stuffed rather than fat?" asked Truffle.
"It would?ve cost him more metal than he had. Besides, it?s his happy accident that gave us a way to remember it just the way it is," answered. Ms. Sheila.
"Can we see it as a class?" asked Mocha.
"I don?t see why not. After all, this?ll give you an idea of your size to its size. Everyone follow me to the tower," continued Ms. Sheila. *The class follows*
"Wow, it really is big," remarked Marie.
"Now if only we had a smaller version of that here in town," pondered Mocha.
"I?m close enough I think," protested Patricia.
"I guess so," shrugged Mocha.
"As you can see, this tower is much taller, taller than any of us combined," noted Ms. Sheila.
"It has quite the rump though," giggled Floaty.
"Yeah, imagine trying to put clothing on it. It?d have to take lots of sewing," added Pop Drops.
"It?d look pretty silly with clothing though. Don?t you think?" questioned Ms. Sheila.
"I suppose it would be," agreed Pop Drops.
"Unfortunately the ladder isn?t here so someone must be borrowing it at the moment. It?ll be back soon I?m sure. In the meantime, since we?re out here, let?s go see the Cheeky Mountains," noted Ms. Sheila. *The class follows*
" I get the name now," giggled Jasmine.
"It?s pretty entertaining that the mountains resemble our rumps," added Mocha.
"Too bad it won?t jiggle if you slapped it. It?d only hurt you," added Brittany.
"Well they don?t have to worry about wedgies," stated Jasmine. *Ms Sheila giggles*
"Yes, that?s for sure but I imagine the gap is too narrow so you could get your hoof caught and need another pony to free you, which might in turn ruin the look of the mountain," replied Ms. Sheila.
"I hadn?t thought of that," realized Chloe.
"Each rump is about 200 feet across, except the middle one, which is about 250 feet across so not very large but larger than any of us by a long shot," continued Ms. Sheila.
"Too bad they?re grey and not colored like us. Then they?d look so much prettier," said Chloe.
"I agree with you there, Chloe. They?re kind of the only bland landmarks in town color-wise," replied Ms. Sheila.
"How did they originally get made?" asked Mocha.
"Like any mountain, they started underground and used to be pointed as I said but years of being exposed to the elements have given them their current shape," explained Ms. Sheila.
"Kinda looks odd that they don?t have tails but then they?d look odd with them," concluded Brittany.
"That?s true too, Brittany. Mocha of course has a famous spot in history too. She owns the Flirty Fabrics store down the street from the school. Mocha, would you tell the class about it?" stated Ms. Sheila.
"It?s a store filled with very revealing clothing. I have all the clothes made by the manufacturer and delivered here so really much of what I make goes to them, though I don?t often get customers," explained Mocha.
"I was there yesterday," added Truffle.
"It was well worth it it seems," remarked Brittany.
"It?s a place I?ll never forget too," thought Truffle.
