The Lost Sock
You can read this to yourself or gather friends and family to perform this as a puppet show!
Narrator: Once upon a time, there were three little socks.
Blue Sock: Don’t you mean once upon a foot?
Narrator: I guess you could put it that way. . . .
Red Sock 1: There was a red sock.
Blue Sock: A blue sock.
Red Sock 2: And another red sock.
Red Sock 1 and Red Sock 2: We make a great pair. (They giggle.)
Narrator: The red socks did indeed make a great pair. They went everywhere together. And when they weren’t out and about, they nestled in the sock drawer as a sock ball. (The red socks snore.) The blue sock, meanwhile, was all alone, which made him feel . . . well, blue.
Blue Sock: Of course I’m blue! I’m a blue sock.
Narrator: I mean blue as in sad because the other blue sock is gone.
Blue Sock: True, I am blue. But I’m not sad. I have a lot of time to myself now that I’m not part of a pair.
Red Sock 1 and Red Sock 2: We like being teammates. Red, red, go red! (The red socks jump up and down.)
Blue Sock: Well, I don’t have to worry about being stepped on all day long
by smelly feet.
Red Sock 2: We love being on feet. After a day on smelly feet, we get to go for the best ride around.
Red Sock 1: And she means around and around and around.
Red Sock 1 and Red Sock 2: In the washing machine. Whee!
Blue Sock: That is fun. And I do miss the dryer, getting all warm and fluffy. (Pauses.) Gee, I guess I am missing out by not being part of a team. (Sighs, now sad.) I do miss my brother sock. I don’t know where he went. I don’t know what happened to him.
Red Sock 2: Please don’t cry, Blue Sock. You might shrink. We don’t want you to be sad. Why don’t you pair up with me one day?
Red Sock
1: And
you can pair up with me one day, too!
Blue Sock: You mean it? You’re not afraid people will laugh at us?
Red Sock 1 and Red Sock 2: No! You’re our cousin.
Red Sock 1 and Red Sock 2, and Blue Sock: Sock Power!
Narrator: And so the blue sock paired up with the red socks for a time, but he was still lonely without his brother.
Blue Sock: I must find him. He is my “sole mate.”
Narrator: So the socks went looking for the missing blue sock.
Red Sock 1: He’s not here under the bed.
Red Sock
2: He’s
not here in the bottom of the laundry bag.
Narrator: They even looked in the sock drawers of the other people in the house.
Blue Sock: Where could he be? I hope the cat didn’t get him.
Narrator: Then the socks heard the whirr and hum of a sewing machine.
Blue Sock: The sewing machine. Now I remember! My brother was in an accident and got a hole in his toe. He needed stitches!
Narrator: And so the socks hurried off to the sewing machine. There they found Blue Sock’s brother being mended. The search for the missing sock was a resounding . . .
Red Sock 1, Red Sock 2, and Blue Sock: Sock-sess!
The End
