MR.BUMP
This is the sad story of Mr.Bump.
The trouuble was that Mr, Bump just couldn't not help having little accidents.
If there was somethingfor Mr. Bump to bump into, he'd bump into it all right.
For instance .
if you were to see Mr. Bump out walking down a street in your town, and if there happened to be something to bump into down that street, then you know what would happen, don't you?
Mr. Bump was just the same at home. He lived in an extremely nice home, but even there he couldn't
help having those little accidents
For instance. One morning when Mr Bump went outside his house he noticed that chimney pot had come loose in a storm the night before.
I must fix that before it falls off, "thought Mr. Bump to himself, and he hurried to his garden shed to fetch a ladder.
it was a very long ladder.
Mr. Bump walked up the garden pathwith the ladder on his shoulder. He turned the corner of the garden path.
CRASH!!! went the living room window.
"Oh dear," thought Mr. Bump, and the turned to see what had happened.
CRASH!!! went the kitchen window behind him.
"Oh dear," thought Mr.Bump again, and he rested the leader against the wall of the so that he could climb up on the roof to mend chimney pot.
CRASH!!! went the bedroom window.
so you can see how Mr. Bump has his little accidents!!!
Mr. Bump had many jobs, but somehow they never seemed to last very long.
As soon as anything got lost or broken or splintered or chipped or snapped or cracked or torn or burst or wreched or crunched or split or slit, Mr. Bump got the blame
For instance.
When Mr. Bump worked on a farm, he tripped overthe farm dog and split the milk which he was carrying for the farmer's wife, and which farm cat lapped up.
For instance.
When Mr. Bump was a postman, he got his hand stuck a post-box, and they had to fetch the fire bridge to come and set him free.
For instance.
When Mr. Bump was a bus conductor, he fell off the bus and couldn't catch it up again, and all the passengers travelled without having to pay.
For instance.
When Mr. Bump was a carpenter, he found that when was hammering nails hammered his thumb most of the time and the nail hardly at all.
In order to recorver from series or rather unfortunate happenings, Mr. Bump decides to take a holiday. There he could think about what a sort of job he could do where he wouldn't be such a nuisance to everybody.
So off he set to the station to catch a train to the seaside.
While Mr. Bump was on holiday, several things happened.
For instance.
He fell off a boat into the sea and the lifeboat had to come and rescue him.
For instance.One day when he was quietly walking along the beach minding his own business, he got his foot stuck in a bucket, and as he couldn't get it off the had to walk round with it on his foot for hours.
For instance.
Another time he was walking along the beach, he walked straight into a large hole that somebody had dug, and he had to stay there all night because he couldn't climb out on his own.
However, despite all these little accidents Mr. Bump enjoyed his holiday, and while he was there he had a spendid idea about what sort of job he should do.
It was quite the best idea Mr. Bump had ever had . An absolutely splendid idea.
And now Mr. Bump works happily for Mr. Barley the farmer.
Mr Barley has a rather large apple orchad on his farm, and that's where Mr. Bump works.
Mr. Bump's job is picking apples. But he doesn't use a ladder to climb up the tree to pick the apples like other apple pickers.
Oh no. Mr. Bump has a much better way of picking apples than that!
He just walks about!
And before long Mr. Bump being Mr. Bump walks into a tree.
BUMP!!!!
And down falls on apple. And Mr. Bump catches it. This makes the job of apple picking much easier, and Mr. Bump is vey pleased about his new apple picker.
So you see the story of Mr. Bump isn't such a sad story after all. And if you ever bump yourself you know what to do, don't you????
Go and eat an apple picked by Mr. Bump, and then you won't feel your bumpt at all.
You'll remember that the next time you have a bump, won't you ???
GOOD!!!!




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