Little People, outside by the lake -- all and sundry, kinds welcome!
There are four kids by the lake shore today, building boats out of bark.
Two older boys, twelve and ten, a girl of eight or nine, and a really small girl of three.
"Why does mine always capsize?" the oldest boy asks, and the others giggle.
"Your sail is too big!" the little girl says.
Two older boys, twelve and ten, a girl of eight or nine, and a really small girl of three.
"Why does mine always capsize?" the oldest boy asks, and the others giggle.
"Your sail is too big!" the little girl says.