The Scooter


Read by Jeanette Sterk

the scooter

Our mum has a scooter.
It’s so embarrassing.
Everyone stops to talk
And ask where she bought the thing.
At first we tried to pull her off
But she insisted . . . so we had to give in.
Now we run like the wind all round her
And need to keep watching
For she can disappear rather fast
And sometimes falls off!
And we have to help.
Why can’t she just walk?

the scooter

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