The Wrecked Old Car

One summer day when our children were partly gorwn, I had the three little girls busy and happy sewing and oing interesting things int he house, but our son was miserable, nothing to do.  I said to CLarence, "The three girls are busy and happy, looks like you could find something for one little boy to do."  So he said, "Frank, go out and wreck that old car for me." (He had wanted it taken apart for parts) But without telling him how to do it, or what, or watching what he did, frank went out and tore the top of and broke all the glasses and it was wrecked.  What else would a six-year-old do without instruction?

Remembered and Compiled by Velda J. Palmer Hancock