A little girl came running into the house crying and upset from a small cut she had just got. She asked her mom for a glass of cider.
‘’Why do you want a glass of cider?’’ her mom asked.
‘’To take away the pain!’’ sobbed the little girl.
Well the mom was darn tired of her daughter’s tears so she handed her a glass of cider and her daughter immediately put her hand in the drink.
‘’It doesn’t work!‘’ the girl yelled.
’’What do you mean?‘’ her mother asked.
’’Well,‘’ sobbed the little girl. ’’I overheard my sister and she said whenever she has a prick in her hand she can’t wait to get it in cider.’’
A little girl came running into the house crying and upset from a small cut she had just got. She asked her mom for a glass of cider.
‘’Why do you want a glass of cider?’’ her mom asked.
‘’To take away the pain!’’ sobbed the little girl.
Well the mom was darn tired of her daughter’s tears so she handed her a glass of cider and her daughter immediately put her hand in the drink.
‘’It doesn’t work!‘’ the girl yelled.
’’What do you mean?‘’ her mother asked.
’’Well,‘’ sobbed the little girl. ’’I overheard my sister and she said whenever she has a prick in her hand she can’t wait to get it in cider.’’