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Story: The Unstoppable Song

By Sara Matson | Art by Stephen Gilpin

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Sammi has a song stuck in her head—and it’s driving her family up a wall. Read this funny story to find out how they face the music!
The Unstoppable Song

Sammi sang a new song at school. At the end of the day, it followed her home. 

“Da-da-dum ditty-ditty, din-din-din.” The song tapped in time with her jump rope. 

“Da-da-dum ditty-ditty, din-din-din.” It swayed as she scrubbed up for supper. 

“Da-da-dum ditty-ditty, din-din-din.” It pranced as she passed the pasta. 

“Where did you learn that song?” asked her older sister, Emily. 

“In music class,” Sammi said. “Isn’t it great?” 

It was, everyone agreed. But before the last noodle was nibbled, Sammi’s family was sick of it. 

“You’re singing that song again,” Dad said during dessert. 

“You’re singing that song again,” Mom said before bed. 

“PLEASE stop singing that song!” Emily pleaded, putting on her pajamas. 

“I’ll try,” Sammi said. But she didn’t really want to. So the song got stronger. 

“Da-da-DUM ditty-ditty, din-din-DIN.” It sashayed as she swished and spit out her toothpaste. 

“Da-da-DUM ditty-ditty, din-din-DIN.” It frolicked as she flipped off the lights. 

“Da-da-DUM ditty-ditty, din-din-DIN.” It wriggled as she wiggled into bed. 

“Sammi!” Emily wailed. “THAT SONG IS DRIVING ME UP A WALL!”  

“I’ll stop,” Sammi promised. And this time, she really meant to. 

But it was too late. Once the house grew quiet, Sammi’s song went wild. Sammi could not get it out of her head! 


Sammi stared at the moon. 


She tossed and turned.  


Sammi pulled the blankets up over her head. “Leave me alone!” she begged.  

But the song wouldn’t stop.  

Then she remembered the lullabies Mom used to sing, so soft and soothing. Could Sammi change the unstoppable song? 

“Da-da-dumm . . . ditty-dittyyyy, . . . din . . . din . . . dinnn,” she sang softly. 

The song slowed down. 

“Da-da-dummm . . . ditty-dittyyy . . . din . . . din . . .  dinnn.” 

Sammi yawned and closed her eyes. Then, one last time she murmured, “Da-da-dummmm (hush, hush) ditty-dittyyyy (shush, shush), din . . . din . . . dinnnn. (Good night!)”  

In the morning, Sammi dressed, made her bed, and brushed her teeth in silence. “No sign of that song,” she said to herself. “I guess it wasn’t unstoppable, after all.” 

But when she went down to the kitchen, Dad was humming as he handed her a plate of pancakes. “Da-da-dum ditty-ditty, din-din-din.” 

“Uh-oh,” Sammi said. 

At the table, Mom paged through the newspaper. “Da-da-dum ditty-ditty,  
din-din-din,” she was crooning to her coffee cup. 

“Oh no!” Sammi groaned. What would Emily say? 

But she didn’t have to worry about that. Because a few minutes later, Emily slid into her seat, singing, “Da-da-DUM ditty-ditty, din-din-DIN!”