Article January 1, 2001 Issue

Vroom, vroom

By Jillie Periton,—England

Jack tugged at his big sister Poppy's hand as they walked to the park. Poppy said this was "walk time." But Jack liked "play time." His bright blue toy dump truck was sitting at home next to his red fire engine. Driving them in and out of the toy garage was fun — "vroom, vroom!" Walking in the park was slow.

Poppy chatted away about the trees and flowers as they walked to the duck pond. Poppy liked trees, with their fat brown trunks, knobby feet, and bushy green hair on top. She wanted Jack to like them as much as his truck and fire engine. Jack was eager to take the quick path home, to "vroom, vroom" them in and out of the garage.

The next day Poppy said she had an idea.  Jack didn't know what an "idea" was, but he knew it must be good because Poppy seemed pleased. They were going to buy "special seeds." Jack liked the garden centre. They had swings and a slide there, and he could sit on a big wooden elephant and eat a sticky bun.

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