One of the Fairies hopped right up in her lap, saying,
“A rat, a tat, tat, a rat, a tat, too,
We heard you were crying, oh was it true?”
Little June said, “How would you feel if you were in a performance to be given the last day of school, and what if you had to dance in the front row, with an old pair of slippers on?”
At that, the Fairy Shoemakers all sang in a chorus,
“A rat, a tat, tat, a rat, a tat, too,
And in the front row, that will never do.”
Little June did not know that she had been dreaming in the woods that Saturday morning, until she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder, and there stood her teacher before her.
Little June cried again and told her teacher all her troubles, and her teacher said, “I love the fairies too, hark! what is that?”