Teddy’s Wagon

Teddy was four years old.  Teddy loved his mom.  Teddy loved his dad.  Teddy even loved his baby sister, even if sometimes she cried a lot.

The thing that Teddy love most was he wagon.  His wagon was red and black with his name written in white, T-E-D-D-Y.

He would bring things to his mom with his wagon, especially when she needed help fixing dinner.  He would bring things to his dad too, but he was gone all day at work.  He wanted to take his sister for a ride, but mom and dad said no.

One day he was in the backyard with his wagon.  He had his trucks in the wagon and was headed for his sandbox when he saw a little bunny.  Hop, hop, hop the bunny went away.  There was a bird in the tree singing then flap, flap, flap he flew away.  The neighbors had a little dog who went bark, bark, bark and then he went inside his dog house.

Teddy was puzzled why everyone went away.  He started back towards his sandbox and his wheels went squeak, squeak, squeak.  Teddy did not like that sound.

“That’s it.”  Teddy was suddenly sure he knew why everyone left.  It was his squeaky wagon.  He looked where the bunny had hopped away and said, “Don’t worry bunny, I will make the sound stop.  Please come back and play.”

Teddy’s mom stood at the back door and asked, “Who are you talking to Teddy?”

“Mom, the animals all ran away because my wagon sounds funny today. Just listen.”  Teddy pulled the wagon a short distance and it went squeak, squeak, squeak.

“Teddy you wagon has a squeaky wheel.  Your dad will help you fix it, he should be home soon.”

As soon as Teddy’s dad got out of his car Teddy was right there to ask, “Will you fix my squeaky wheel Dad?”

Teddy’s dad went over to his wagon and pulled it.  Squeak, squeak, squeak it went.  He went into the garage and came out with a can.  Teddy watched as he put oil on all four (he knew there was four because that’s how old he was) wheels of the wagon, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt.

“Ok Teddy, it is all fixed.”

“Oh, thank you Dad.  Now the animals can all come back to play.”

Teddy’s dad patted him on his head and said, “You love to play with the animals around, don’t you?”

“Yes, but I love my wagon even more!”


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – wagon

7 thoughts on “Teddy’s Wagon”

  1. Good one. I was half expecting you to end your story with the father saying to Teddy, “So Teddy, I hope you learned today that the squeaky wheel gets the oil.”

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