One summer afternoon I came home and found all the umbrellas sitting in the kitchen, with straw hats on, telling each other who they are.
The umbrella that feeds the fishes fresh buns every morning stood up and said, “I am the umbrella that feeds the fishes fresh buns every morning.”
The umbrella that fixes the clocks free of charge stood up and said, “I am the umbrella that fixes the clocks free of charge.”
The umbrella that peels the potatoes with a pencil and makes a pink ink with the peelings, stood up and said, “I am the umbrella that peels the potatoes with a pencil and makes a pink ink with the peelings.”
The umbrella that eats the rats with pepper and salt and a clean napkin every morning, stood up and said, “I am the umbrella that eats the rats with pepper and salt and a clean napkin every morning.”
The umbrella that washes the dishes with a wiper and wipes the dishes with a washer every morning stood up and said, “I am the umbrella that washes the dishes with a wiper and wipes the dishes with a washer every morning.”
The umbrella that covers the chimney with a dish-pan before it rains stood up and said, “I am the umbrella that covers the chimney with a dish-pan before it rains.”
The umbrella that runs to the corner to get corners for the handkerchiefs stood up and said, “I am the umbrella that runs to the corner to get corners for the handkerchiefs.”
Now while the umbrellas are all sitting in the kitchen with their straw hats on telling each other who they are, there comes a big black stranger of an umbrella, walking into the kitchen without opening the door, walking in without knocking, without asking anybody, without telling anybody beforehand.
“Since we are telling each other who we are,” said the stranger, “since we are telling each other who we are, I am going to tell you who I am.