Neil Betteridge | Akateeminen Kirjakauppa

Mamma Moo was on the lane, standing astride her bike.

Crow landed on the handlebars.

“Caww, Mamma Moo, what are you doing?”

“Hello, Crow. Lina and I are going for a ride to the swimming pool. She told me you can take swimming medals there and slide down a tube.”

“Pull my feathers! Cows can’t take swimming medals. Cows shouldn’t go sliding down tubes. They can get stuck!”

“Come on, Mamma Moo,” said Lina. “Let’s hurry away so that no one sees you sneak off.”