I Just Love My Red Shiny Shoes Charlie and Lola

Charlie!

Lola?

Charlie!

THEY LAUGH

Shoes? Shoes?

-Where are you, shoes?

-I have this little sister Lola.

-She's small...

-Shiny shoes, where are you?

-..and very funny.

-Hmm.

-Lola has been crawling around on her hands and knees all morning.

Shoe, shoe, shoe, where are you?

-Why don't you wear a different pair of shoes?

-Charlie!

They're my extremely most favourite red shiny shoes.

I wear them all of the time.

So I say...Lola, try and think of

the last place where you were wearing your favourite red shiny shoes.

Hmm...

I was wearing my red shiny shoes

when I came home from Lotta's.

Perhaps, maybe, I took my shoes off here.

-Oh!

-You don't always take your shoes off by the door.

Hmm.

-Lola, why would your shoes be in the fridge?

-Maybe I put them in there

when I was looking for the pink milk. Eek!

No, my shoes are definitely not in there.

-What did you do next, Lola?

-Hmm...

I finished my pink milk... Yummy. ..and I went to watch television.

What are you doing?

This is exactly how I watch television

and I must have taken my shoes off here, because Mum said,

"Lola, please do not wear your shoes on the sofa." So I took them off.

-I've had an idea. Maybe the sofa has gobbled up your shoes.

-Ooh!

Yes.

Maybe the sofa gobbled up my shiny red shoes.

Paper clip...

Banana?!

Ooh, it's red! It's red!

Oh. It's Mum's comb.

The sofa hasn't gobbled up my red shoes, Charlie.

Don't worry, Lola. We'll find them.

-Where did you go after watching television?

-Then I went...

Hmm. Then I went back to the front door.

Sometimes Dad leaves toffees in his coat

and toffees are really delicious after television.

So maybe I left my shoes here.

No!

They're not here too.

I'm never ever going to find my red shoes again!

Lola, think really hard.

I am, Charlie. I am thinking. I'm thinking the hardest I can think.

Maybe, by accident, they got into the cake I was making with Mum.

Or maybe they got planted into the pot

when I was doing the gardening.

Or maybe they walked off all on their own.

Not there.

Not anywhere.

-Well, you'll just have to wear some different ones.

-LOOK!

Now I remember! Mum told me to put my shoes in the cupboard.

-Oh!

-Hello, shoes.

"Hello, Lola." Hello, shoes. I've been looking for you everywhere.

Lola, Mum was right.

-She said those shoes were too small for you anyway.

-No, they're not.

There!

OK then. Let's go.

Are you sure they're not too small?

They are my favourite, and my best.

Dad said you absolutely have to get some new shoes.

Those shoes are definitely too small.

I don't need new ones, Charlie. I only like these shoes.

Different shoes won't go with my dress that I like to do skipping in.

And they won't be as good for all of my dancing.

And they won't go with my favourite dressing-up costume.

I really cannot have new ones, not ever.

Ouch, ouch...

-All these shoes are too big for me, Charlie.

-Don't worry, Lola.

You get to have your feet measured so we can find the right size for you.

These ARE the right size.

Oh, look!

Everyone will think I look lovely in these red shiny shoes

because they are the same as my red shiny shoes.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

Look at Lola's new red shoes!

Wow, I LOVE your shoes, Lola.

Ooh! Look at Lola's shoes!

They're lovely!

Ah, yes. Perfect.

Lola, those shoes are definitely too big for you.

I'll ask if they've got the right size.

Ah.

They don't.

I don't want any new shoes

unless they are exactly like my old shoes,

which are extremely very special.

There are hundreds of shoes here.

But none of them will do all the things I need them to do.

They need to be really shiny so I can see my face in them.

Roooooar!

And they need to be bouncy

so I can do lots of jumping and bouncing!

And they need to have a grippy underneath

because I have to do climbing up things.

Try these. They're red like you wanted.

They are red like I wanted,

but they're not shiny or bouncy or grippy on the underneath.

CHARLIE SIGHS

-What about these?

-Mm-mm.

-You haven't seen them yet, Lola!

-I know I don't like them, Charlie,

-because they're not my red shiny shoes.

-You've got to at least try.

OK, Charlie.

Hmm... Mm-mm.

No. No. Nope.

No. Nope. No.

No. No. No.

No!

CHARLIE SIGHS

I just like my shiny red shiny shoes, Charlie.

Sorry, Lola, but Dad says you absolutely have to choose now

-or he's going to choose a pair for you.

-I choose...

my old shoes.

BUCKLES JANGLE

I really extremely DON'T like my new shoes, Charlie.

They are not bouncy.

They are not grippy on the underneath.

They are not shiny.

They are also not red too.

They are brown shoes and they are buckley.

Dad picked these ones specially. He thought you'd like the buckles.

Why don't you wear them to school for one day and see?

# A sailor went to sea, sea, sea

# To see what he could... #

-Oh!

-What? What is it?

Lola,

what's making that jingly noise?

-My new shoes.

-Listen.

They sound like a pony.

-I don't like them.

-They do sound like a pony.

BUCKLES JANGLE

I wish my shoes sounded like an actual pony.

Make the pony noise again, Lola!

-BUCKLES JANGLE

-They DO sound like a pony!

Neigh!

-Hi, Lola. How are your new shoes?

-They sound like a pony, Charlie!

GIRLS GIGGLE

-Giddy-up, Lotta!

-Giddy-up, pony!

I'm catching you up, Lola.

-Yee-ha!

-Yee-ha!

-Woo-hoo!

-Faster, horsey!

Whooooa!

Yee-ha! Yee-ha!

Look at Lola's lovely shoes.

I wish I had shoes like that.

I like the buckles.

I do actually have absolutely the best new shoes -

they are brown like horses' feet and they're buckley

and they sound like an actual pony.

YEE-HA!

Giddy-up!

GIRLS NEIGH LIKE HORSES

BOYS LAUGH

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