"Let me help! Let me help!" Davy begs when 
he sees his mother at the sink doing dishes. 
Mother looks at him over her green rimmed 
glasses, "Not today, Davy. You will get 
water all over!" 
"Let me help! Let me help!" Davy happily 
hollers when he eyes his domestic dad hoeing 
in the vegetable garden. 
"Not today, Davy. You might dig out the 
salsify seeds I have just planted." 
"Let me help! Let me help!" he gleefully greets 
his big brother working on the motor under the 
hood of his car. 
"Not today, Davy. You are all too apt to get 
grimied up with oil and grease." 
"Let me help, please," David begs when he sees 
his big sister running the sewing machine. 
"Go away! You're too little. Besides you'll 
only get pricked by the needle and cry." 
Davy sits down in his very own rocking chair 
on the side porch. He picks up his teddy bear 
and wraps it in his own red security blanket. 
Then, humming softly he rocks and rocks and 
rocks, listening, watching and waiting. 
"Ally," Davy hears his mother say. "Go down 
cellar and bring me one of those cans of 
green beans stored on the bottom shelf. 
"I can't. I'm sewing," Ally answers. 
"Oh dear. I need those beans for supper. 
I'm so busy cooking I just haven't got 
time to go myself." 
Davy puts his teddy bear on the floor. 
He doesn't say a word. He doesn't make 
a sound. He opens the door to the cellar. 
He goes down the cellar stair. He gets 
the beans. He comes up the stairs and puts 
the beans on the kitchen table. Mother is 
so busy she doesn't see him. 
Davy goes back to his rocking chair. He 
picks up his teddy bear and starts to 
hum and rock again. 
"Oh, thank you, Ally", mother says when 
she sees the beans. 
"For what???" 
"For getting the beans from the cellar." 
"I didn't get any beans from the cellar.
"But here they are sitting on the table." 
"How did they get there?" Ally asks. 
"I helped," Davy smiles continuing to rock 
in his chair on the side porch 

The End 


    




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