New Games for Mark

[For children]

The summer Mark had his sixth birthday his family moved to a house in the Midwest. By the time school started, Mark had made many new friends. They played lots of exciting games during those first cool autumn afternoons after school.

But just about every day, when he seemed to be having the most fun of all, Mark would trip, or fall, or get scratched on the rose thorns, or crash headlong into a friend. He would run home with a bump, a bruise, or a scrape.

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