On a stage, there are three puppeteers and an array of suitcases.

There are three stacks of suitcases

that will serve as mini stages for different scenes. The middlemost suitcase stage is a single large
suitcase, with a book half the size of a person propped upright on top of it. The cover of the book reads
“Mischief and Mysteries in Moominvalley.” Two of the puppeteers open the book to a view of
Mooominvalley. The background is the Lonely Mountains against a blue sky, with the sun just
beginning to slide behind or perhaps coming up from behind the peaks. Flowers and grass dot the
lower part of the background. The foreground is a pop-up book; Moominhouse, as well as the closer
trees and bushes stick out from the page.

The overture begins to play. A bird flies over Moominvalley. Moominmamma peers out the second-
story window and watches the bird before retreating. After she does so, two curls of smoke rise from the
chimmeny, one big followed by one small. The big one breaks off and floats away. Snow begins to
sprinkle down from the sky, and one by one the evergreens become frosted in white.

Narrator:
A cold wind blew through Moominvalley.

(The page is turned, moving the scene to Moomintroll’s bedroom. The bedroom’s walls are blue with
dashes of white. The window has a view of the Lonely Mountains. Moomintroll’s bed is in the corner
next to the window. On the other side of his bed he has a nightstand with a candle, and above that are
pictures of his friends and family members, as well as a map of Moominvalley. The room also contains
a mirror, a toy boat and drum, and a lantern suspended from the ceiling. In this scene, Moomintroll is
portrayed by a little cutout of himself attached to a stick for the puppeteers to move about. He is
shifting in his bed.)

Narrator:
It blew and blustered its way as far as the Moomin House, squeezed through the window, and whistled
in Moomintroll’s ear. Moomintroll woke up. (Moomintroll hops out of bed, then hops about for another
minute.) He scratched and stretched, stretched and scratched! And then he listened. (Moomintroll looks
around.) He could hear a very strange sound. (Moomintroll paces around the room a bit, and continues
to do so for the rest of the scene.) It was the sound… of silence. The sound was very big, and filled the
house. Something… felt wrong. (A thought bubble containing a small image of Snufkin appears above
Moomintroll’s head.) It was at times of something-wrongness that Moomintroll liked to talk to his good
friend Snufkin, but Snufkin wasn’t here. (Moomintroll goes over to his bed.) Moomintroll slid his paw
under the pillow to find the note that Snufkin had given him after he left. But that wasn’t there either.
(The Snufkin thought bubble melts back into the background.) The something-wrongness grew bigger.
Very quietly so as not to wake Moominmamma and Moominpappa, he crept out of his bedroom and
went outside.

(Moomintroll is whisked off scene. The page is flipped back to the first scene, the one with a view of
Moominvalley and Moominhouse. However, the puppeteers move to the leftmost suitcase stage, where
they throw white pellets to signify snow. They set the scene by opening the top suitcases. One opens to
reveal an evergreen tree, and the one to the right of that opens with a simple white shimmering blanket
like a field of snow, as does the one slightly above it, like a hill of snow. A couple of snowballs and
evergreen shrubs are also visible. A puppet version of Moomintroll and Little My make their ways up
and over the hill.)

Little My:
Wee! Yay! Ha ha ha, woo! Yeah, take that, hee hee! Yeah, woo!
Narrator:
Despite all the snow, Moomintroll wasn’t having much fun.

Little My:
Ha ha ha, aaaaah!

Narrator:
Little My, on the other hand, was having far too much fun.

Moomintroll grunts as he halfheartedly paws a snowball down the hill.

Little My:
That’s rubbish, put some effort into it! You’ll never hit someone square on the nose like that, what’s the
matter with you?

Moomintroll, reproachfully:
Oh I can’t help it. It’s not the same when Snufkin’s not here. And I can’t even find his note, so I don’t
even know when he’s coming back.

Little My:
Well he’s probably not coming then. (Moomintroll lets out a small gasp.) He’s been away ages, and
people do fall down crevasses you know.

Moomintroll:
(He gasps louder and puts a paw over his mouth in horror.) Oh no!

Little My:
Or perhaps he’s just found a better friend that knows how to throw a snowball.

Moomintroll sighs sorrowfully. Little My whoops and flips offstage, only to reappear a moment later on
the hill with a snowball as big as she is, although that still isn’t particularly big.

Narrator:
Little My decided to go and make an enormous snowball and roll right the way down the hill on it.

Little My:
Whhhhh-eeeeeeeee!

Little My rolls off scene. Moomintroll sighs affectedly. Thingumy and Bob pop up.

Thingumy and Bob, in unison:

Hello, Troominmoll.

Moomintroll:
Hello Thingumy and Bob. I didn’t see you there.

Thingumy and Bob, still in unison:

We were hiding.
Thingumy:
You look sad.

Bob:
Mhat’s the watter?

Moomintroll:
I miss Snufkin. And I can’t find his note.

Bob:
Phat a wity.

Thingumy:
Nevermind.

Both Thingumy and Bob:

We’ll help you look for it! We’re really good at finding things.

Moomintroll:
Aw, thanks you two! I feel a bit better! (He scratches his head.) I suppose.

Thingumy and Bob begin to search about, muttering along the lines of “Let’s look over here” “or
maybe it’s round the corner” “I think it might be under something else” “what about the tree?”
“Come on Troominmoll, this way.” Their muttering fades away as they exit, followed by Moomintroll.

The next scene takes place on the far right suitcase stage. There are not many props. Thingumy and
Bob reemerge. Bob is holding a paper with the name MOOMINTROLL printed largely across it.

Bob:
Here it is!

Thingumy:
Here it is!

Bob:
We’ve nound the fote!

Thingumy:
We’ve nound the fote!

Together:
We’ve nound the fote!

Moomintroll takes the note from Bob.

Moomintroll:
Hooray! Where was it?
Thingumy:
It was in our cuitsase!

Moomintroll:
Your suitcase?

Bob (a little tensely):

Yes, out cuitsase. Oh, but don’t worry about that Troominmoll….

Thingumy and Bob back away, breaking into awkward murmuring along the lines of “But I think we
should go,” “Don’t ask any questions,” “Bye.” “Bye.” Their muttering fades as they back off stage.

Moomintroll:
Hmm! I wonder how the note got from under my pillow into their suitcase. (Enter Little My.) Hm!
Maybe the wind blew it there?

Little My:
Or Thingumy and Bob stole it, more like!

Moomintroll shakes his head.

Moomintroll:
You can’t go around accusing people like that Little My. Anyway, the important thing is that I’ve got it
now.

Little My climbs up his legs, up his back, up his shoulders and perches herself on Moomintroll’s head.

Little My:
So what does it say? Is Snufkin coming back or not?

They read the note. Snufkin’s voice echoes:

Cheerio. Sleep well. First warm day in spring you’ll have me here again. Listen for my flute out on the
wind, and make sure there’s plenty of pancakes.

Moomintroll:
Hmm. I wonder when that will be. Everything feels as cold as a Groke… I can’t imagine a warm day.
(He glances around.) And I can’t see any signs of spring.

Little My:
And I can’t see any sign of pancakes. I wish I could ‘cause I’m REALLY hungry. Maybe we can find
some pancakes and put some lingonberry jam all over them. Mmm, yummy!

Moomintroll:
Mmm, that does sound good Little My.

Little My:
Come on, let’s go!
With Little My still atop Moomintroll’s head, the two exit stage.

In the center suitcase stage, two of the puppeteers close the book and set it down to lay on its back.
They then reopen it to a forest scene. Trees, bushes, and undergrowth pop up like in a real popup book.
Two bats fly about the trees. The puppeteers pull up flowers from the page and turn the dots on the
trees pink to signify spring.

Narrator:
Spring arrived, spreading scatterbrained clouds in the sky and sprinkling the ground with flowers to
show everyone just how cheerful it was. Everything in Moominvalley felt fresh and new. (A group of
about eleven hattifattners poke their heads over the shrubs and meander about as a golden butterfly
flutters overhead.) In Moominhouse, Moominmamma woke up and decided it was time for breakfast.
The smoke curled out of the chimney again, and the delicious smell of pancakes and jam wafted across
Moominvalley. And the golden butterfly was a certain sign that it would be a perfect summer.

(A flute begins to play.)

Narrator:
The sound of a flute drifted across Moominvalley and whispered in Moomintroll’s ear. (The
Moomintroll cutout on a stick enters scene from the right, and skips about the undergrowth.) It told him
that it was time to go to the forest. It told him that Snufkin was coming!

(The flute’s cheery tune is joined by string instruments. Moomin hops and dances along to the music.
Exit Moomintroll, Enter Snufkin. In this scene, Snufkin is also a cutout manipulated by a stick.)

Snufkin, singing:
Buzzing bee, budding trees, springtime
Bluebells ring, songbirds sing, it’s springtime!
Blossom flowers, April showers, springtime!
Green shoots sprout, let’s all shout it’s springtime!

Snufkin scats as the scene is moved to the left suitcase stage. One suitcase is opened and a tree trunk is
revealed. A larger puppet Snufkin hops up, whistling and grooving. He plays his flute, and continues to
sing.

Buzzing bees, budding trees (he plays his flute)

Bluebells ring, songbirds sing (he plays his flute)
Blossom flowers, April showers (he plays his flute)
Green shoots sprout, let’s all shout, it’s springtime!

Buzzing bees, budding trees, it’s springtime

Everybody!
Bluebells ring, songbirds sing, it’s spri-i-i-ingtime!
Blossom flowers, April showers springtime!
Green shoots sprout, let’s all shout-

Moomintroll pops up with Little My on his head:

Moomintroll:
It’s springtime! Snufkin’s back!

Snufkin:
Good to see ya Moomintroll! How ya been?

Moomintroll:
Oh Snufkin, I’m so pleased you’re back. I thought you might have fallen down a crevasse or been eaten
by wolves or gotten a nasty case of the chills or if you-

Little My:
I don’t know why you’re making such a fuss. I’ve been here the whole time it’s really quite ridiculous.
(She huffs indignantly and jumps down from Moomintroll’s head, muttering as she exits scene.)

Snufkin:
That’s right, Little My. Oh Moomintroll, you know I always come back. Didn’t you see my note?

Moomintroll:
Moomintroll places his paw on Snufkin’s, briefly. Oh and I’m so sorry, I lost your note. And I didn’t
know when you were coming back. Snufkin pats his shoulder comfortingly. It was terrible. I was very
upset.

Snufkin:
A note is nothing to be upset about, it’s only a thing. Time to set up camp, give me a hand will you?

Moomintroll:
Oh I want to hear all about your adventures Snufkin! (He waves his paw for emphasis.)

Snufkin:
OK, well you help me pitch my tent and I’ll tell you all about it. Now, you hold this guy-rope and I’ll
grab the tent base.

With little grunts of effort, Moomintroll and Snufkin raise Snufkin’s tent. The prop for the tent is the
suitcase they’ve been standing on, and opening the suitcase pulls up a sheet of fabric, decorated with
sticks with ropes for the poles and with ferns and flowers running along the bottom to represent the
ground.

Snufkin:
There we are. Now, I started off crossing the lonely mountains. And then, as luck would have it, I
bumped into a Hemulen I know. But he was stuck in a bush! (Snufkin sets down his backpack and the
two duck inside the tent.) So I got one of my guy-ropes, tied it around his waist, and then the
Hattifattners heard me and joined in! As luck would have it they hatched, making the whole
(something) electric. His voice fades away as Thingumy and Bob pop up.

Thingumy and Bob, in unison:

Hooray, Snufkin’s back!

Bob:
What’s he got in his packback?
Thingumy:
Has he got a lacked punch?

Thingumy reaches into Snufkin’s pack and pulls out his flute.

Thingumy, wonderingly:
Oh, what a fleautiful bute.

Bobt:
It’s my new favorite thing.

They both look around furtively.

Thingumy and Bob, in unison:

We’d better go.

Exit Thingumy and Bob, with Snufkin’s flute.

Snufkin:
...And then I realized he’d been hiding there all along, and that was where the smell was coming from!
Heh heh! (He and Moomintroll emerge from the tent.) Right, next thing we need to do is light a fire. A
camp with no fire is a very sorry sight. Come on, we’d better collect some wood.

Moomintroll:
Oh yes, I’ll help you. There’s a path! Let’s follow it.

(Exit Moomintroll and Snufkin.)

Narrator:
With spring back in his step, Moomintroll happily skipped into the woods with his good friend Snufkin.

(Describe scene change.)

Narrator:
With the campfire burning brightly, the tent pitched, and a fresh pot of coffee on the boil, the two
friends chatted contentedly.

Snufkin:
It’s very good to be back in Moominvalley. Time for another song. He kneels in front of his bag. Hm.
Where’s my flute I wonder?

Moomintroll:
Isn’t it in your backpack?

Snufkin:
No, I can’t seem to find it. Heh, what a stroke of luck!

Moomintroll:
But won’t you miss it Snufkin?
Snufkin (standing back up, now with an accordion):
I find if I just carry things in my head, I don’t need as many suitcases. I had far too many instruments.
Now I can concentrate on playing my accordion instead. He begins to play his accordion and sing.

Snufkin, singing: (Note: a “~” is used to indicate if a word is very drawn out)
Who wants a life of peace and quiet~?
Make lots of noise and cause a riot~!
(Spoken) Come on!
Let’s break the rules, more games, please~!
Keep on the grass~ and graze your knees!

Moomintroll and Snufkin begin swaying with the music.

Snufkin:
Throw all caution to the sea,
Catch the light and follow me.
Ride a comet, shoot the moon
Fight a pirate, kiss a baboon
Tickle a tiger, tame a shark
Thrills and spills, let’s have a lark
Secret password, daring mission
Come on let’s mount an expedition!

Moomintroll and Snufkin, singing:

Come on let’s mount an expedition!
Come on let’s mount an expedition!
Come on let’s mount an expedition!
Come on let’s mount an expedition!

Snufkin, singing:
Who wants a life of peace and quiet?
Let’s make some noise and cause a riot!
Let’s break the rules, more games please
Keep on the grass and graze your knees!

Snufkin, spoken:
And graze your knees! Ha ha ha! That’s right, keep on the grass and graze your knees! He chuckles
See? We’re breaking the rules!

(As Snufkin rambles, Little My pops up between them. She looks between them for a moment, then
begins dancing as well.)
Snufkin, still going on:
Normally they have a sign saying “keep off the grass” but we say “keep ON the grass” ‘cause he
laughs that’s what we want we wanna do the things that aren’t normally allowed like, you know, get
mud on our hands! Or, or jump in puddles so everyone gets wet! And graze your knees!

Little My climbs up to Moomintroll’s head again.

Snufkin:
What do you say, Little My?

Dramatic violin music plays as Little My begins her speech/solo

Little My:
The greatest thrill, the greatest pleasure!
Roll up your sleeves and find some treasure!
(She hops from Moomintroll’s head to Snufkin’s.)
Hoist the sail, catch the wave!
Go for broke, be bold, be brave!

Moomintroll:
Chance encounter, stroke of luck!
And with danger, lots of pluck!
Exciting tales of daring-do!
Off we go!

Moomintroll breaks off abruptly.

Moomintroll:
Oh, excuse me, how terribly rude of me! After you!

Snufkin, Little My, Moomintroll, all singing:

Off we go! After you!
Off we go! After you!
Off we go! After me
Off we go!

Snufkin (Little My and Moomintroll continue to sing “off we go, after you” then join in the chorus):
Who wants a life of peace and quiet?
Make lots of noise and cause a riot
Let’s break the rules, more games please
Keep on the grass, and graze your knees!

Who wants a life of peace and quiet?

Make lots of noise noise and cause a riot
Let’s break the rules, more games please
Keep on the grass, and graze your knees!

Who wants a life of peace and quiet?

Make lots of noise and cause a riot
Let’s break the rules, more games please
Keep on the grass, and graze your knees!

Snufkin, Little My, Moomintroll:

And graze your knees!
And graze your knees!
And graze your knees!
(Snufkin laughs)

Moomintroll:
Oh, Snufkin, it’s so exciting!

Little My:
Let’s go on an adventure RIGHT NOW!

Snufkin, firmly:
Summer is the time for adventures.

Little My:
Oh well that’s a silly idea. I can have adventures whenever I like. I’m going to climb to the top of the
tallest tree and sleep in a bird’s nest for the night! Bye! WHEE-EEEEE! She flips off stage.

Moomintroll:
Oh please can’t we have an adventure right now?

Snufkin, laughing and picking up his lantern:

Oh Moomintroll, when summer arrives summer will arrive. And with it, all the adventures you could
hope for.

(Exit Snufkin.)

Moomintroll, with a heartfelt sigh:

Oh, why isn’t it summer right now?

Moomintroll looks over his shoulder as Snufkin whistles the expedition song offstage, and Moomintroll
exits to follow him.

(Describe scene change)

Narrator:
Summer drifted lazily into Moominvalley. The sun rose earlier, and the moon rose later, and the short
spring days lengthened into a long and dreamy summer. Moomintroll and Snufkin felt like an exploring
kind of day, and headed to the beach to see what presents the sea had brought them.

Moomintroll:
Oh look Snufkin, the sea’s brought us everything we need for an adventure.

Snufkin:
Let’s build something, Moomintroll.

Moomintroll:
What should we build?

Snufkin:
If we start by making a star(t?), soon we’ll have finished, and then we’ll know what it is! He laughs.
Moomintroll:
That sounds like an excellent plan!

Narrator:
Moomintroll and Snufkin gathered up the gifts from the seashore, and in no time they had all they
needed to build an adventure.

Describe scene change

Snufkin:
What a fantastic adventure.

Moomintroll:
It was so exciting! I’m jolly glad we didn’t get trodden on by Edward the Booble.

Snufkin:
Absolutely. He has terribly sensitive feet, you know. I’ve got some more very exciting things in this
special box. (He reaches out and taps the small treasure box twice.)

Enter Thingumy and Bob

Thingumy and Bob:

Ooo, can we see?

Bob:
Wait for us!

Thingumy and Bob:

Can we see?

Thingumy:
Show us!

(Snufkin taps the box again.)

Thingumy:
Ooo, a beasure trox!

Bob:
Is it full of sold and gilver and trescious pings?

Narrator, as Snufkin opens the box:

Snufkin got out his box of treasures that the sea had brought him over the years. The sea always
remembered everybody’s birthday, and brought something new and special and quite unexpected every
day.

Snufkin:
Indicates to a (blank) shell This shell was the first shell Moominpappa found when he set sail across the
sea. (The others ooo and nod appreciatively.) And this pearl was found on Midsummer’s Night, by
Too-ticky, as she swam in the light of the fullest moon.

Moomintroll, wonderingly:
It’s so beautiful.

Thingumy:
(Nodding along with Bob) It stines like sharlingt. Let’s go and look for some more trecious pings on the
shea sore!

Bob:
Ok yes come on this way.

Thingumy and Bob continue to mutter such as “what’s that shiny thing?” and “Put it in your pocket”
and so forth as they amble off stage. Moomintroll and Snufkin lean back over their own box of
treasures. Little My enters as they study them.

Moomintroll:
Imagine if that’s what it is! He gestures to the pearl A fallen star!

Little My peering over the treasures

If it is a fallen star it could give you a wish. You should wish for a huge plate of Moominmamma’s
pancakes because I’m hungry.

Moomintroll:
What should I wish for Snufkin?

Snufkin:
It’s your wish Moomintroll. (A small chuckle.) Only you can know.
Moomintroll nods thoughtfully. (Describe music) plays as Little My breaks into a sort of rap.

Little My:
Be~ careful what you wish for,
Because it might come true.
You could wish for a (something)
And find it on your shoe (she flashes the soles of her feet for emphasis)
You could wish for a birthday cake
And it falls on your head
You might wish for a rocket ship~
And find it in your bed!

Little My (doing a backwards flip in the air)

Ha-ha!

Snufkin:
You’re right, wishes can be very tricky things.
Moomintroll:
Snufkin you always know what to do. I wish you were always here.

A (describe note) plays as Snufkin looks up towards the direction of the audience sharply.

Little My:
Well there you are, you’ve made your wish now. Pancakes would have been a much better idea.

Moomintroll, touching his paw to his snout thoughtfully:

Did I? Oh, I suppose I did.

Snufkin rising to his feet as Little My leaves.

Like I said, wishes can be tricky things. Exit Snufkin.

(describe scene change)

Narrator:
The greedy autumn breeze barged through the forest, snatching the leaves from the trees and gobbling
up the last of the summer sun.

Snufkin:
I can smell the autumn. Winter won’t be far away. It’s a good time to start a journey.

(Exit Snufkin, enter Moomintroll)

Moomintroll:
Time for another adventure! Where will we go today Snufkin? ...Snufkin?

Narrator:
Moomintroll felt the something-wrong feeling creeping up behind him.

A flute plays.

Narrator:
He could hear the sound of Snufkin’s whistle disappearing off into the Lonely Mountains. He wandered
through the trees and thought sad Snufkin thoughts.

Describe the scene change and the autumn effects

Enter Moomintroll and Little My. Little My plops herself down and Moomintroll acts all dejected.

Little My:
Really Moomintroll there’s nothing to be sad about! You can’t say hello if you don’t say goodbye!

Moomintroll, shaking his head:

I don’t want to talk about it, thank you. He continues to stand hunched and dejected.

Little My:
Oh suit yourself. I’m going to roll down a hill ‘till I’m completely dizzy and covered in leaves. BYE!
With a whee, she flips offstage.

Moomintroll sighs and goes to sit. Enter Thingumy and Bob, who plop down on either side of him.

Thingumy and Bob:

Good morning Troominmoll.

Moomintroll:
Morning.

Bob:
You look a sit bad.

Moomintroll:
Yes. But I don’t really want to talk about it, thank you.

Thingumy, pityingly:
Are you crying?

Moomintroll, agreeably:
A little bit. It’s just that Snufkin’s gone away. I wished that Snufkin could always be here, but my wish
didn’t come true after all. He hunches his shoulders.

Bob:
Oh dear.

Thingumy:
Phat a wity.

Thingumy and Bob:

It might cheer you up if we show you the Contents.

Moomintroll, perking up:

The contents? He rises as Bob hops atop her and Thingumy’s suitcase.

Thingumy and Bob:

The contents. Of the cuitsase. Bob opens the suitcase. Moomintroll gasps softly.

Moomintroll:
Isn’t that Moominmamma’s second-best apron?

Thingumy:
Yes, the one with pour fockets.

Bob:
It’s ever so comfy.

Moomintroll:
And that’s Moominpappa’s-

Thingumy:
Glagnifying mass.

Bob:
Yes! Be worrowed it.

A beat of silence.

Thingumy and Bob:

...Do you think we need to bake it tack?

Moomintroll, firmly:
Yes, I do. And he’ll be so pleased, you’ll probably get a reward.

Thingumy and Bob, mumbling:

Hm, reward….

Bob:
And look what else we found!

Moomintroll:
He reaches into the suitcase and pulls out a flute. Snufkin’s fleautiful bute!

Bob:
And a note.

Moomintroll takes out the note. Bob closes the suitcase again.

Bob:
We’ll bake everything tack.

Thingumy and Bob:

We promise.

Bob, whispering:
Maybe we can keep the apron for a bit longer?

Thingumy murmurs in agreement, along the lines of “perfect, that’ll be fine with me”. Exit Bob and
Thingumy. Moomintroll reads the note, clutching the flute in his other paw.

Snufkin’s voice, echoing:

Cheerio, Moomintroll. You don’t have to hold something in your hand to know it’s yours. If you’re
feeling a little lonely, just play my flute, and you’ll hear my voice. Moomintroll looks at the flute in his
paw, and continues reading. Remember wishes are tricky things, and sometimes they come in ways you
don’t expect.
Moomintroll sighs with his whole body and sits down. Music begins to play, and Snufkin’s voice begins
to sing.

Snufkin’s voice, singing:

The stars still shine during the day
And I’m still here when I’m away
The darkest night is just before they day
I’m still here when I’m away.
(Enter Little My)
Listen to the words of Little My
(Moomintroll looks over to watch her expectantly.)

Little My, spoken:

You can’t have hello without goodbye. Obviously.
(Exit Little My. Moomintroll seems to consider that, and continues reading.)

Snufkin’s voice:
Thingumy and Bob have got it right

Enter Thingumy and Bob, on either side of Moomintroll’s

Thingumy and Bob:

You can’t have the lark… without the dight!
(Exit Thingumy and Bob)

Snufkin’s voice, singing:

The stars still shine during the day (Moomintroll reads intently)
And I’m still here when I’m away (A thought bubble of Snufkin and Moomintroll walking along,
holding paws, with Little My perched on Snufkin’s hat, dances above Moomintroll’s head. Moomintroll
shakes his head and the thought bubble goes away. He continues reading.
The darkest night is just before the day (A new thought bubble appears, one of Snufkin following
Moomintroll.)
I’m still here when I’m away (Moomintroll nods ever so slightly, and stands up. The bubble goes
away.)

Moomintroll, singing:
Moominmamma still loves me in her sleep
The spring lies just below the snow so deep
Your shadow walks behind you in the sun
It still hides there when the day is done (he raises his arms, brandishing the flute and note)

Snufkin’s voice, singing:

The stars still shine during the day (Exit Moomintroll)
I’m still here when I’m away
The darkest night is just before the day
I’m still here when I’m away

Snufkin’s and Moomintroll’s voice:

The stars still shine during the day
And I’m still here when I’m away
The darkest night is just before the day

Snufkin’s voice:
I’m still here when I’m

Moomintroll:
He’s still here when he’s

Snufkin and Moomintroll:

Away.

(Scene change, Snufkin thought bubble, note and flute in paw, drawings on wall next to bed?)

Moomintroll, humming “I’m Still Here When I’m Away” and having a Snufkin thought bubble, cozies
himself into bed.

Narrator:
As the fat and friendly snowflakes fell outside, Moomintroll got ready for his winter sleep. There was
something very cheery about gathering together all his cozy warm things and burrowing into a deep
hole. He tucked Snufkin’s flute under his pillow together with the note. There were some that go away
and some that stay, he thought to himself. The Snufkin thought bubble melts back into the wall, but
Moomintroll continues to hum. But this time it was a comforting thought. (scene change) He was
pleased that winter was here as it meant that spring would soon arrive, followed by the summer,
bringing a whole host of mischief and mystery to Moominvalley.

As the book closes, the last thing one hears is Moomintroll’s humming. END