Mr.
and Mrs. Mallard are looking for a nice place to have their family. They pick
Boston. And when their eight little ducklings are born, Mrs. Mallard takes them
on a walk across town. The policemen come to keep them safe, because Boston is
a very busy city and the ducklings are so small the cars can’t see them. (Like
Mama says the cars can’t see me so I have to hold her hand when we cross the
street.) They go to the Common to swim in the pond, and eat peanuts, and live
on the little island. It is a very nice place to live. I’ve been there. See,
here are Papa and me with the ducks!
October 2015 - I'm six months old!
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