As Cyril the Squirrel came out of his house, He heard his name called by his friend, Tommy Mouse. Timmy and Tommy were pulling a sack That rattled and crackled behind both their backs. ‘What have you got there?’ he asked, walking around To look at the sack sitting there on the ground.
‘It’s something we found over there in the wood,’ Said Timmy Mouse, grinning, ‘it’s ever so good!’ They opened the sack so that Cyril could see A frame with four wheels on. What could it be? ‘We were thinking that we could make something to ride.’ ‘Oh! That would be brilliant!’ Cyril replied.
‘We need to find something, an old wooden crate; One we can sit in would be really great.’ And Cyril the Squirrel said, ‘That would be good. Why don’t we make one? I’m sure that we could!’ Timmy and Tommy both smiled with delight, ‘You know something, Cyril? You’re perfectly right!’
Just then they saw Reggie at the end of the lane, And when he got to them, Tommy told once again What they had found and now what they all planned. And Reggie said, ‘Ooh, can I give you a hand? My Dad had some wood; he kept just as spare, Let’s go and see if he still has some there.’
When they reached Reggie’s home, Mummy Rat said, ‘Your father’s outside still painting his shed. If you go and see him, just mind you take care, I don’t want to see you with paint in your hair!’ The boys laughed at that, and they all said they would, And Mummy Rat nodded and said, ‘That will be good!’
Mr Rat’s favourite thing was to tinker around With any strange object that he might have found. So when the boys showed him their frame on four wheels, He said he had something he thought was ideal! Then he went in his shed and rummaged about, And a few minutes later he brought something out.
‘What about this then?’ he asked with a grin, ‘There is plenty of room for you four to sit in.’ There on the ground was a sturdy brown crate, Which would sit on the frame, and look really great. ‘That is so perfect!’ Timmy said with delight. And the others agreed, saying, it was just right!
The boys set to work under Mr Rat’s eye, Building their wagon; the time just flew by. They painted it red, with white lines down the side, Then added a brake to make a safe ride. Mr Rat made a steering wheel so they could turn; This was one thing they would all have to learn!
When it was finished they stood back to see What a perfect creation it turned out to be. ‘Oh! Wow!’ said Cyril, ‘How good is that!’ ‘Let’s go for a ride!’ said Reggie the Rat. They had tied on some rope, they could pull it until They got to the top of Hedgerow Village Hill.
At the top of the hill, they all stood and stared, It looked very steep, so which one of them dared To try out their wagon; it wouldn’t take long. Then Timmy Mouse said, ‘It couldn’t go wrong. There is room for us all, so I think we all should! Come on, don’t be babies, it’s going to be good!’
Since Timmy took charge, he decided to steer, And sat at the front - they would not see his fear! He let off the brake, and they started to roll, And holding the steering wheel, he had control. The wagon went faster, they whizzed down the hill, And at the bottom he braked, and the wagon stopped still!
‘Oh wow! That was brilliant,’ Tommy Mouse cried. ‘Let’s do it again! That was such a great ride!’ They all stood and giggled; such was the thrill Of feeling the wind as they whizzed down the hill. They had many more hours of racing that day, And tomorrow they’d make sure the girls came to play!
reprinted from HEDGEROW CAPERS copyright 2012 by Sandra Stoner Mitchell