There once was a boy and a girl. The boy was 10 and the girl was 6. One day the boy was going down a big slide and came to a crashing hault at the bottom hurting his right foot. He had to go the doctor and get a special boot to wear so the ligament in his foot could heal. Three weeks later the boy's sister was climbing up on the top bunk to tell the boy goodnight when she had a terrible fall and landed on her right arm. She then had to go to the doctor where she was given a special cast to wear on her arm because of two broken bones in her wrist and elbow. It was a sad time for the boy and girl and wearing a cast is no fun at all. Their mom and dad heard lots of complaining, bless their hearts for taking care of the boy and girl. The boy can't run or jump and be wild while on his feet and the girl can't write, draw, or color or be wild and crazy like she usually is. So the boy and girl are enjoying hanging out with each other while their owies heal while mom and dad pray this time goes by really fast so they can get back to their old ways, minus the crazy and dangerous stuff.
