The Bouncy Life of Frederick and Freemont
By Will Willoughby
Once upon a time there were two bouncy toys living
a perfectly peaceful
on the shady porch
of a sunny house in a sunny city in a sunny state.
These were not your regular everyday
toys like a Tonka truck,
Legos or a Barbie doll.
No, these were special toys made of wood
that had been hand
crafted in some small
and far off place in Europe.
They were not the Gepeddo Pinocchio type of wooden boy
They were bouncy toys attached to bouncy wires.
Now, the toys loved their bouncy life.
The toys, a pink flamingo and a green frog were
attached with little golden nails to a beam on the shady porch.
Everyday, they bounced up and down,
left and right, to and fro and moving freely in the passing
The frog was no
ordinary frog. His name was Freemont
and he was surfing frog with
wonderful bright yellow surfboard.
The flamingo named Frederick was pink,
his legs were crossed and
he had a pretty white daisy adorning his knees.
Frederick and Freemont loved the carefree bouncy
They could see a busy and active street from their porch perch,
cars and trucks and all sorts of people
were hurrying to get from
one place to another.
was no shortage of things to keep them fully interested in life.
Frederick and Freemont often had conversations
when no one was listening)
about all of the different things that they saw every day.
They loved talking with one
another and being together.
However, despite their friendship, Frederick and Freemont
Freemont as a frog was naturally was green
He was also very curious and
He jumped at all the activities that each day brought his way.
Anything new or
different was a source of endless enjoyment for Freemont.
On the other hand, Frederick was a flamingo
and flamingos are pink
and by nature a bit snobbish and reserved.
Firstly, flamingo's are pink, which is indeed rare and
Frederick was keenly aware of his own pinkness.
Flamingos also have long thin legs, which gives them
appearance of elegance, grace and refinement refined.
Yet despite these differences, Freemont and Frederick became
very close friends indeed and shared
all of their hopes and dreams
about life and the future.
And naturally due to their close proximity to one another
Freemont and Frederick eventually fell in love.
This was no ordinary love,
after all they were both
The surfing green frog and elegant pink flamingo
Of course, everyone
Frederick to be a beautiful and elegant bird of the world.
However, they did not look as kindly
Freemont was after
all a frog;
"What is a frog compared to a flamingo?
Flamingos eat frogs for lunch."
“What is Frederick doing with Freemont?
They aren’t in the same class.
Frederick is so special and Freemont is just..er...well...a…frog.”
However, for a long time Freemont and Frederick
unkind looks and
dismissive tone of others because they were in love.
“Love knows only Love.
You have to kiss a lot of frogs to
find your prince and I found mine in you.”
Frederick said to Freemont.
“It is you and me against the world.” Freemont responded.
Of course, everyone was terribly jealous of Freemont and
Frederick and freemont were very happy,
and truly enjoyed being together.
However, jealousy is an insidious thing
and it slowly found
it’s way into their relationship.
The jealousy of the world wiggled its way into their
before either Freemont or Frederick became aware of it.
On outsider might have noticed a curious thing about Freemont and Frederick.
From their perches on the porch,
was always looking toward the street while
Frederick was looking toward the porch.
Frederick wanted a home and Freemont wanted adventure.
Frederick being able to fly had seen
much of the world
and he wanted to settle down with Freemont and make a home.
However, Freemont was not a frog of the
and had the wanderlust,
he wanted to jump into unknown and new
Unfortunately, as much as
Freemont loved Frederick,
he was not ready for the responsibility of making a
and creating a life.
Frederick and Freemont began to squabble more and more
“You are so perfect Frederick.
Of course, you never say anything or do anything to upset
“Freemont, I’m not perfect.
I just want to talk and discuss things.
We can't sweep our problems under
We have to throw them into the light of day,
where they loose their power to hurt us.”
“Frederick, you are not a shrink you are a simple pink…flamingo.”
“Get over yourself!”
However, they loved each other so much that
squabbles would fade away.
Life got more and more complicated
for Freemont and
instead of laughing and enjoying each other’s company;
were often at odds with one another.
As much as they tired to remember, that beautiful sunny day
when they started bouncing on that shady porch,
nothing seemed to end the bickering and
Discontent is a terrible affliction in a relationship.
Freemont and Frederick began to gaze toward
other frogs and other flamingos
perhaps the grass was greener somewhere else.
It’s an old cliché but quite true.
Clichés exist because they are indeed true.
Frederick remembered one such old
“In a every life a little rain must fall.”
Well, one day the torrential rains came.
Freemont and Frederick started the
rainy day blissfully.
They were cozy,
had eaten some of their favorite foods.
And yet the rain kept coming and
something happened to Frederick.
He caught a glimpse in Freemont’s eye
and heard an odd tone in the sound
of Freemont’s voice.
Frederick thought to himself.
“What can that be? Does
Freemont really love me?”
The thought made Frederick quite nervous
and he began to
think and think and then think some more.
“Freemont must have met some other flamingo
that he likes
better than me.” Frederick
It was impossible for Frederick to rid the thought
mind and finally he asked Freemont a fatal question.
“When we’ve fought in the past,
did you ever spend time with
Freemont was sleepy and a bit tired,
so he answered
Frederick quite quickly and probably without thinking.
"They always ask don’t
you have a boyfriend?
Freemont’s answer made Frederick’s heart beat fast
head started to pound.
“Did Freemont know what he just said?
They always ask? It’s too much trouble.“
Of course, Frederick knew immediately that if, "they always
that meant there were
THEYS, not just one other flamingo
but more than
THEYS! THEYS!! THEYS!!!
Frederick started acting like a lawyer
and began his
interrogation of Freemont.
Their normal squabble quickly became a BATTLE
as Freemont grew
more and more furious at Frederick.
There was no time to breath, to think, to calm down.
The battle became more and more heated
then suddenly Freemont left.
He bounced off the porch and down the street
disappearing into the
Frederick just bounced and bounced and bounced
as the wind
and rain battered him to and fro.
He could not think,
he could not eat,
and he could not drink.
He could only cry and
Freemont would come home
but Freemont did not come home.
The day turned to night and
little before midnight Freemont came home.
“Where have you been?”
“Under a bridge and
talking with a friendly flamingo.” Freemont responded.
Frederick became inconsolable
and the battle resumed only
this time worse than before.
Freemont was red eye furious
and bounced off the porch and
into the night
as the rain poured even harder.
Frederick couldn’t bounce anymore.
He just cried without stopping.
He cried so much that his tears
poured as heavily as the rain.
Frederick was made of wood and put together
with just a bit
The moisture from his tears,
flowing down his wooden body loosened the
that held together his wings.
As he cried on that shady porch,
he suddenly heard a noise,
the sound of
something hitting the wooden floor of the porch.
Frederick looked around, blinked the tears from his
he saw his wooden wings lying in a puddle of tears and rain
on the floor of the
“I’ve lost my wings.”
Frederick thought to himself and a deep sadness filled his heart.
“I’ll never fly again.
Freemont is gone and there is no one
repair my broken wings.”
Frederick could not even cry anymore.
He just bounced endlessly, staring
without seeing anything.
Frederick’s heart was broken,
his wings were broken
and his dream of a home with Freemont was broken.
The night passed and the morning sun,
though hidden by
brought gray light to chase away the darkness.
Suddenly, Frederick was startled by a sound.
onto the porch, ruffled and wrinkled.
Frederick immediately noticed that
had lost the beautiful yellow surfboard that had been attached to his
“What happened to your surfboard, Freemont?”
“The glue got wet and it came off.
I lost it somewhere in the night.” Freemont replied.
Frederick tried to say something but it was clear that
Freemont did not want to talk.
However, Frederick could not help himself.
‘Where were you all night Freemont? “
“That’s none of your business.
Nothing about me is any of your business anymore.
We are done.
I need to be other frogs like me and not a perfect pink flamingo like you.”
Please don’t say….”
Frederick couldn’t finish speaking.
Freemont looked at Frederick and said,
“You can never
forgive or forget anything, Frederick.
You can’t shut up.
to talk about everything
and you never listen to anything that’s important to
I don’t want to be with you anymore.
I don’t LOVE YOU! I NEVER loved you!“
“Freemont,you know that's not true! We love each other.
We can figure things out. Just give it a chance.”
“I’ve given us too many chances already.
I’m done with you,
Frederick. I do not love you.
I do not respect you.
You are dead to me.
Good luck in your lonely perfect pink life.”
Freemont then headed off into the gray morning light
of Frederick’s life forever.
“What happened to those sunny,
happy days together?”
How does everything
disappear on a rainy day?
happened to our love and our dreams?”
Frederick could not find any answers and
a deep emptiness
filled his little wooden heart.
Frederick would never fly again and his heart would slowly
echo chamber filled with cobwebs.
Frederick still bounced on the shady porch
in the sunny city
in the sunny state
but it was only a bounce from the breeze,
he had lost
Freemont had made Frederick bounce
even on day with no breeze.
Now, Frederick could only think
of everything that might have been.