Mook and the Mixed-Up Socks
After the rain, Mum tipped a basket of dry socks onto the mat. Dots, stripes, long, short, tiny, and large socks tumbled together. 'I will find every pair!' Mook declared.
Mook matched by color alone, but the blue socks had stars and boats. So she sorted by color, then pattern, then size. The muddled heap began turning into neat rows.
Two yellow socks remained. One had a moon patch and the other a star. Mook thought they could not be a pair, but Dad pointed to the same green thread around both cuffs.
Of course! Grandma had mended them differently so Mook could tell left from right. Mook searched for more tiny clues and found the last pair hiding under a handkerchief.
Mook tucked every pair into a divided box and drew color, pattern, and size symbols on the front. Next time the whole basket got mixed up, she would know exactly where to begin.
Moral of the story
When a problem looks tangled, sort it by one feature at a time.
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