What Is One Of Your Favorite Children’s Stories

My son gave a gift last year. Every Monday I get an email with a question. And at some point I get all those stories in a book.

This week’s question was “What is one of your favorite children’s stories?”

My dear mother told us lots of stories. Or at least I remember she did. Maybe she only had a small collection and told them over and again. I vaguely remembered a story, or was it a song? It had something to do with a little blue person and saying “I love you.” The last line was “I don’t love you anymore.”

I’m an IT guy, right? My Google-fu is strong.

Not today. If you put in “I don’t love you anymore” into a search engine you get A LOT of songs. And adding “blue” didn’t help.

The problem was I just couldn’t remember her enough of the song. I just remember my dear mother singing it and how sad it was at the end. Fortunately my dear mother is still alive and living in Arizona. I sent her a text.

What was that song you used to sing to us about the guy who’s friend took him for granted? I remember it ended, “I don’t love you anymore.” Maybe it was a poem or a story.

A couple of hours later my phone rang. It was my dear mother and she didn’t even say hello. She just started singing.

One morning when I was out shopping
Though you’ll find it hard to believe
A little blue man came out of the crowd
And timidly tugged at my sleeve
“I wuv you! I wuv you!” said the little blue man
“I wuv you! I wuv you to bits”
“I wuv you!” He loved me, said the little blue man
And scared me right out of my wits

For weeks after that I was haunted
Though no one could see him but me
Right by my side was the little blue man
Wherever I happened to be
One evening in wild desperation
I rushed to a rooftop in town
And over the side pushed the little blue man
Who sang to me all the way down
“I wuv you! I wuv you!” said the little blue man
“I wuv you! I wuv you to bits”
“I wuv you!” He loved me, said the little blue man
And scared me right out of my wits

I whispered, “Thank goodness that’s over!”
I smiled as I hurried outside
But there on the street stood the little blue man
Who said with a tear in his eye

“I don’t wuv you anymore!”

Is that the one you were thinking of?

Yes, mom. That was exactly how I remembered it.

Stay safe

Rodney M Bliss is an author, columnist and IT Consultant. His blog updates every weekday. He lives in Pleasant Grove, UT with his lovely wife, thirteen children and grandchildren. Order Miscellany II, an anthology including his latest short story, “The Mercy System” here

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BTW, the song is called “The Little Blue Man” and was recorded by Betty Johnson in 1958. There’s actually another verse that Mom didn’t know about.