The man with the lawn mower said so.
Then it was that Little Me Too remembered. When he remembered, he said, “Yes, it grew.”
When it had grown to be taller than Little Me Too, people walking along the sidewalk would look at it, and say, “What a fine garden!”
The mother said, “I am glad it is something that can’t find its way into the nursery.”
Little Me Too it was who first saw the ear of corn growing on the stalk.
He showed it to some people, and there were others who saw it without having it shown to them.
Each of them asked for a bite from it when it should be ripe.
Little Me Too said “yes,” to them all.
When he had said “yes” to thirty-one people, his mother said, “Don’t say ‘yes’ to any more people; you won’t have corn enough for them all.”
Little Me Too promised not to say “yes” again, but sometimes he forgot, and by the time the corn was ripe he had said “yes” to fifty people.