Little Guy decided he wanted a driver's license. He thought it would be fun to drive Grandaddy's truck to town or to get cow feed. He could even learn to drive the tractor! Wow! Little Guy knew the cows would sure be impressed if he could drive the tractor.
He needed somebody to teach him how to drive. He could ask Grandaddy but he's not real patient. Besides he's been pretty busy with the garden. Little Guy really wanted Christopher to teach him. Christopher is lots of fun. He even taught Little Guy how to fish. He knew Christopher could teach him how to drive. Except Christopher wasn't around. That left Mama.
Little Guy went to see his Mama. He smiled sweetly. Mama wasn't fooled. She shook her head no. He pleaded. Her answer remained the same.
"You are too small for a driver's license, Little Guy," she told him. "Besides, I would worry myself sick if you were out there by yourself. I won't have it! No. No. No."
Little Guy wasn't getting a driver's license! He was very upset. H wanted to cry.
Sunshine asked him what was wrong. He explained the situation to her. Maybe his big sister could help. She was certainly big enough to drive -- if she wanted to and Mama said yes.
"Little Guy, you don't want to learn how to drive," Sunshine told him.
"I don't," he asked.
"No way. Then you'd get stuck doing everybody's errands. You'd have to drive Gran to the grocery store and to get her hair fixed. Grandaddy would have you going to get feed and seed. Then you'd have to get on the tractor and tote stuff around all day, every day. When would you get a nap? Besides, it's hot out there!"
"I hadn't thought about that," Little Guy said. "It just seemed like it would be fun."
"Sometimes maybe but mostly knowing how to drive just means more work," Sunshine said.
"Maybe you're right. I don't need to do any more work," Little Guy said. "My fingers are already sore from shelling so many peas. Now we're cutting down the corn stalks. I work and work trying to keep up with Grandaddy and Mama. I almost don't get enough sleep!"
Little Guy went over and laid down in his special spot. He considered what Sunshine said. She was really smart for a big sister. Little Guy decided she was right. He didn't want a driver's license anymore.
He needed somebody to teach him how to drive. He could ask Grandaddy but he's not real patient. Besides he's been pretty busy with the garden. Little Guy really wanted Christopher to teach him. Christopher is lots of fun. He even taught Little Guy how to fish. He knew Christopher could teach him how to drive. Except Christopher wasn't around. That left Mama.
Little Guy went to see his Mama. He smiled sweetly. Mama wasn't fooled. She shook her head no. He pleaded. Her answer remained the same.
"You are too small for a driver's license, Little Guy," she told him. "Besides, I would worry myself sick if you were out there by yourself. I won't have it! No. No. No."
Little Guy wasn't getting a driver's license! He was very upset. H wanted to cry.
Sunshine asked him what was wrong. He explained the situation to her. Maybe his big sister could help. She was certainly big enough to drive -- if she wanted to and Mama said yes.
"Little Guy, you don't want to learn how to drive," Sunshine told him.
"I don't," he asked.
"No way. Then you'd get stuck doing everybody's errands. You'd have to drive Gran to the grocery store and to get her hair fixed. Grandaddy would have you going to get feed and seed. Then you'd have to get on the tractor and tote stuff around all day, every day. When would you get a nap? Besides, it's hot out there!"
"I hadn't thought about that," Little Guy said. "It just seemed like it would be fun."
"Sometimes maybe but mostly knowing how to drive just means more work," Sunshine said.
"Maybe you're right. I don't need to do any more work," Little Guy said. "My fingers are already sore from shelling so many peas. Now we're cutting down the corn stalks. I work and work trying to keep up with Grandaddy and Mama. I almost don't get enough sleep!"
Little Guy went over and laid down in his special spot. He considered what Sunshine said. She was really smart for a big sister. Little Guy decided she was right. He didn't want a driver's license anymore.
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