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Franklin and Harriet
By Paulette Bourgeois, Brenda Clark
Kids Can PressCopyright © 2001 Contextx Inc.
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Franklin could count by twos and tie hiss hoes. He helped his little sister, Harriet, zip zippers and button buttons. He showed her how to play peekaboo and pat-a-cake. He read stories and sang songs to her. Franklin loved his little sister, and he liked being a big brother ... most of the time.
One day, Franklin took Harriet outside to play.
He pushed Harriet in her swing.
He held her hand as she went down the slide.
But he didn't see the puddle at the bottom.
"Oh, no!" cried Franklin.
Harriet was covered in mud.
Franklin looked around. Maybe he could clean her up before his father noticed.
Harriet rubbed her face, and it got muddy, too.
Then she started to cry.
"Please don't cry," begged Franklin.
He gave Harriet her blanket. He made funny faces. But nothing stopped her sobbing.
Then Franklin had an idea. He pretended that his stuffed dog, Sam, was a puppet.
Franklin barked. Harriet smiled.
"Bad mud puddle!" said Franklin.
Harriet giggled. She reached out to Sam and gave him a hug.
"Whew!" said Franklin.
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