“Oh, no! Don’t!” cried Tommy. “I haven’t any pets. Oh, Nappy, I’ll trade you anything I have for that raccoon! Come to my house and you can choose anything I have.”
So they all went to Tommy’s house.
And Nappy looked over the things Tommy had.... There was a ball, and a bat, and some skates, and some stilts, and a wagon, and a drum.
“You mean I can choose anything?” asked Nappy.
“Well,” said Tommy, “anything except the drum.”
“How about the stilts,” said Nappy. “Will you show me how to walk on them?”
“Sure,” said Tommy. “My big brother can make me another pair of stilts. We’ll have fun together.”
So the boys made the trade.
“Why didn’t you want to trade your drum, Tommy?” asked Nappy’s sister.