Every morning after that, the little people dressed in their running gear
and headed over to Cheese Station C. It wasn’t long before they each established their own routine.
In the beginning Hem and Haw also raced toward Cheese Station C every morning to
enjoy the tasty new morsels that awaited them.
But after a while, a different routine set in for the littlepeople.
Hem and Haw awoke each day a little later, dressed a little slower, and walked to
Cheese Station C. After all, they knew where the Cheese was now and how to get
there.
They had no idea where the Cheese came from, or who put it there. They just assumed
it would be there.
“This is great,” Hem said. “There’s enough Cheese here to last us forever.” The
littlepeople felt happy and successful, and thought they were secure.
Every night the littlepeople would waddle home, full of Cheese, and every morning
they would confidently return for more.
This went on for quite some time.
After a while Hem’s and Haw’s confidence grew into arrogance. Soon they became so
comfortable they didn’t even notice what was happening.
Hem and Haw arrived at Cheese Station C. They had not been
paying attention to the small changes that had been taking place each day, so they
took it for granted their Cheese would be there.
They were unprepared for what they found.
“What! No Cheese?” Hem yelled. He continued yelling, “No Cheese? No Cheese?” as
though if he shouted loud enough someone would put back.
“Who moved my Cheese?” he hollered.
