TAKE ME ALONG
Tommy wanted to go on the picnic.
“You can’t go,” said Jim, his brother. “You’re too little.”
“This picnic is for bicycles only.” Said Sara, his sister. “No tricycles allowed.”
The three neighbor children came over on their bicycles. Everyone was ready to go. The picnic basket was full of good things to eat and drink.
“I wish I was big,” thought Tommy. “And I wish I had a bicycle.”
“Let’s go,” said Jim. “Who’s bringing the picnic basket?”
“Well, I can’t bring it,” said Sara. “It won’t fit on my bicycle.”
“Well, I can’t either.”
“None of us can carry a big basket on our bicycles,” said the neighbor children.
Tommy was thinking. “I know how they could take the picnic basket."
"They could carry it in a wagon. I wish I had a wagon.”
“Wait a minute,” he said out loud. “I really do have a wagon. You could put the picnic basket in my wagon.”
Everyone looked at Tommy.
“What good would that do?” asked Sara. “We can’t ride a bicycle and pull a wagon at the same time.”
“Well, you could tie the wagon to my tricycle and I could pull it,” said Tommy.
“Hey, that’s right,” said Jim. “I guess we should have invited you in the first place."
They made a fine parade to the park, one tricycle, one wagon, one picnic basket, and five bicycles. And six children having a wonderful time.
Tommy wanted to go on the picnic.
“You can’t go,” said Jim, his brother. “You’re too little.”
“This picnic is for bicycles only.” Said Sara, his sister. “No tricycles allowed.”
The three neighbor children came over on their bicycles. Everyone was ready to go. The picnic basket was full of good things to eat and drink.
“I wish I was big,” thought Tommy. “And I wish I had a bicycle.”
“Let’s go,” said Jim. “Who’s bringing the picnic basket?”
“Well, I can’t bring it,” said Sara. “It won’t fit on my bicycle.”
“Well, I can’t either.”
“None of us can carry a big basket on our bicycles,” said the neighbor children.
Tommy was thinking. “I know how they could take the picnic basket."
"They could carry it in a wagon. I wish I had a wagon.”
“Wait a minute,” he said out loud. “I really do have a wagon. You could put the picnic basket in my wagon.”
Everyone looked at Tommy.
“What good would that do?” asked Sara. “We can’t ride a bicycle and pull a wagon at the same time.”
“Well, you could tie the wagon to my tricycle and I could pull it,” said Tommy.
“Hey, that’s right,” said Jim. “I guess we should have invited you in the first place."
They made a fine parade to the park, one tricycle, one wagon, one picnic basket, and five bicycles. And six children having a wonderful time.