Possible Origins of 'The Boot'

I have a remarkable appreciation for the benefits that have come along with the challenges I have received, though I am still looking forward to the benefit of a perfectly organized, nearly dust-free house that is supposed to come along while seemingly having the time on my hands to make it happen during what I would call a 'typhoon quarantine'.  If only typhoons came with the courteous dexterity to polish floors and put things back where they belong (though I am sure that any respectable typhoon would argue that this is it's solitary purpose for existence).
 By Natural Law's consolation, like the final, bursting rinse of a car wash, Thing 1 and Thing 2 (thank you Dr. Seuss) should at least fall from life's departing clouds with the keys to a clean up gadget-machine equipped to drive through the thick of it with the radio blasting, "Here Comes The Sun".
Though I would hope and expect everything to be in it's appropriate place by now, I respect the violent typhoon and it's purpose, as much as I appreciate the generosity and wisdom of it's aftermath...like a loyal, silent, celebration; a ticker tape parade of peaceful, snowflake perfection to blanket my world.
Upswept, colorful details, like Tetris leaves, fall among the snowflakes like seeds for Spring that find their places in perfect timing.  In this therapeutic distraction I find grouping connections of memories that fall together like refugees on foreign soil.  Some of these collections are amazing and many are just for playground fun...like this one...
I was thinking of the British word for the trunk of a car ('Boot')  and as I was wondering about it's origin, a falling leaf became a page from a favorite story, "The Elephant's Child" by Rudyard Kipling.   I often personalize this story to my own experience in life and when I thought of his new trunk, I imagined him giving 'The Boot' to the world that tried to extinguish his curiosity.  Wondering if this was the origin, I researched, but only found other theories that did seem logical but didn't make as much sense.  I appreciate the convenience of a Google Search, but nothing really compares to the fun of my own searches finding me!  Love to all.