Once a little boy went to school.
The teacher said,"Today we are going to make a picture."
"Good!" thought the little boy. He liked to make pictures. He could make all kinds. Lions and tigers, chickens and cows, trains and boats. And he took out his box of crayons and began to draw.
But the teacher said, "Wait until I tell you to begin."
"Now," said the teacher,"We are going to make flowers."
"Good!" thought the little boy. He liked to make flowers. And he began to make beautiful ones with his pink and orange and blue crayons.
But the teacher said, "Wait! I will show you."
Teacher drew a flower that was red with a green stem. "There," said the teacher,"Now you may begin."
The little boy looked at the teacher's flower. Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher's but he did not say this. He just turned his paper over and made a flower like the teacher's. It was red with a green stem.
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