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Grandpa Jake’s Storybook: Insects Galore: Lincoln’s Lullaby
Monday, September 20, 2021

“Grandpa, will you tell me a bedtime story?” Tristan asked as his grandfather tucked him into bed.

“Of course,” he said.

“Can you tell me another story about Drudy and her insect friends?” the little boy said. “I really like them.”

“Aha, I’ve thought of a perfect story,” Grandpa Jake replied. “It’s about Lincoln, Drudy’s ladybug friend. It also happened at bedtime.”

Tristan settled down while his grandfather began the story.

“One night, when little children were safely tucked in their beds, two insect friends sat together...” Grandpa Jake began.

* * *

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are…” Lincoln sang, as he lay on a leaf staring up at the starry night sky.

“Up above the world so high,” Wallace joined in, and the two continued the chorus together, “Like a diamond in the sky.”

Lincoln and Wallace sang the rest of the lullaby together. When it came to an end, they were silent. The nearby stream softly trickled and the breeze whispered through the leaves of the trees. There were other noises as well—crickets chirping their nightly tune, hooting owls in search of dinner, the frogs croaking their melodious chorus, and the scurrying footsteps of raccoons looking for food.

Lincoln and Wallace listened to the night sounds and watched as the fireflies lit up and danced around the pond.

Lincoln sighed. “I wish I could write a lullaby.”

“Why don’t you try?” Wallace asked.

“I don’t think I can. I’ve never written a song before.”

“I think you could write a beautiful lullaby,” Wallace said.

“I could try...” Lincoln started. “I’ll think about it.”

The two friends said goodnight and turned over on their leaves. Wallace was soon fast asleep; however, Lincoln stayed awake thinking about the lullaby he longed to write. Could I really write a lullaby? he thought. What if I can’t do it?

He pondered it a little longer, until he too joined Wallace in restful sleep.

The next day Lincoln flew off to a quiet spot to give songwriting a try. Finding the perfect blade of grass for composing, he settled down and was soon deep in thought.

“What should I write it about? A star?” he said aloud, and then shook his head. “The night animals?” He scrunched up his face, disliking the idea.

“Hmmm, the dark? Night sounds?” Lincoln let out a distressed wail. “I can’t even think of what to write my lullaby about, how am I even going to start?”

Discouraged that he could not accomplish what he longed to, he exclaimed: “I’ll never be good at anything! I shouldn’t have even tried.”

Just then a voice sounded behind him. ‘‘There you are! I’ve been looking for you.” It was Wallace.

“What’s wrong?” Wallace asked, noticing Lincoln’s unhappy face.

“Nothing,” Lincoln muttered, not knowing how to explain the problem.

“You look pretty down.” Wallace sat next to him and gave him a friendly nudge.

Realizing that he couldn’t hide the obvious from his friend, Lincoln shrugged and let out a sigh. “Actually, something is wrong,” he said. “Remember last night when I said I wanted to write a lullaby?”

“Uh-huh,” Wallace responded.

“After thinking about it some more, I decided to try and write one today.”

“Wow. I’m sure it’s going to be great,” said Wallace.

“I don’t think so!” Lincoln frowned. “I couldn’t even think of what to write the lullaby about. I tried, but I didn’t come up with anything. I can’t do it!”

“I’m sorry,” his friend said. “But you can’t give up. Sometimes you have to try over and over again until you get it right.”

“But I can’t!” Lincoln cried. “I won’t be able to write a lullaby, ever!”

Wallace thought for a minute, and then turned to his distressed friend. “Did you pray and ask God to help you?” he said.

Lincoln looked down and shook his head.

“You should,” Wallace said. “I’m sure He’d help you. Then, if you want, I could help you as well. I’ve never written a lullaby before either. It will be a first for both of us, but we can do it together with God’s help.”

“I like that idea,” Lincoln said. ‘‘You’re a good friend, Wallace.”

The two friends bowed their heads to pray.

“God, please cheer Lincoln up,” Wallace prayed. “Help us now as we write this lullaby. Show us what to write this song about. Also, help us to keep trying even when it doesn’t seem to work. Amen.”

“I thought of something,” Lincoln said. “What if we wrote it about nighttime sounds?”

“I like that!”

Soon the words and tune to the lullaby started coming together. Every time Wallace and Lincoln got stuck, they would bow their heads and ask God to help them, and He did. Before long, they had their lullaby.

That night, in the moonlight, Lincoln and Wallace sang their lullaby for their friends.

“That was beautiful!” exclaimed Bits when they were done. “I’d like to learn to sing it too.” Fiery agreed.

Lincoln couldn’t have been happier.

* * *

“That was a nice story,” Tristan said. “Do you think you could help me write a lullaby sometime too?”

“I’d be happy to,” Grandpa Jake answered. “And when we do, we can remember all the things that Lincoln and Wallace learned about not giving up and asking God for help.”

Tristan smiled and then yawned. “Grandpa, before I fall asleep, could you sing Lincoln’s lullaby for me?”

“Of course. Close your eyes and I’ll sing it for you.”

A Nighttime Lullaby

When darkness covers the sky,

And stars twinkle up on high,

I love to listen to all the sounds,

That nighttime brings around.

I hear the crickets’ song;

The frogs also sing along.

Shhh, I can hear the breeze,

Rustling the grass and leaves.

Hush now, and listen well,

There’s a nighttime tale

Told to all, near and far,

No matter where you are.

Moral: It’s important to keep trying, no matter how difficult or impossible something may seem. If you ask God to help, He’ll be there for you.
Authored by Katiuscia Giusti. Illustrated by Agnes Lemaire. Colored by Doug Calder. Designed by Roy Evans.
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