There once was a little orange haired boy named Hank. His momma loved him very much and decided one day to make him a very special scarf. It was the coolest looking scarf Hank had ever seen. All the other kids thought Hank looked nice with his new scarf.
One day Hank went for a walk to the neighborhood park and ran into a very large lady walking her baby. “What a lovely scarf you are wearing. I will give you five dollars for your scarf,” said the very large lady. Hank thought about how much candy he could buy for five dollars, but remembered his mom made this scarf just for him. “No mam, I cannot sell my scarf,” replied Hank. So, Hank continued towards the park.
At the park he saw a police officer. “Hey little man, that is a mighty nice scarf you are wearing. I will trade you my police hat for your scarf,” said the police officer. Hank thought it would be the coolest thing to have an official police hat, but remembered how his mom made the scarf just for him. “No sir, I cannot trade you my scarf,” replied Hank. So, Hank played on the swings.
As Hank was swinging, he saw a man walking toward him in a fancy gray suit. “Hello young man. That is a very nice scarf you are wearing. I am the Mayor of this fine city and will trade you a key to the city for your scarf,” said the Mayor. “A key to the city would be awesome!” thought Hank. Then he remembered that his mom made his scarf just for him. “I cannot trade you my scarf,” replied Hank. Hank jumped off the swing and headed to the monkey bars.
Suddenly a large black car drove up and out jumped the President of the United States. “Hello little man, I really like the scarf you are wearing. I will give you a tour of the White House and let you ride in my airplane if you would give me your scarf,” said the President. Hank thought that would be the best thing to ever happen to him. Then he remembered that his mom made his scarf just for him. “Mr. President, I cannot trade you my scarf,” replied Hank.
Hank ran home to his mom. “Momma, momma, I got offered five dollars, an official police hat, a key to the city and a personal tour of the White House from the president if I would give them my scarf!” exclaimed Hank. Mom noticed that Hank was still wearing the scarf. “But momma, I did not sale or trade my scarf because you made this just for me and that means more to me than any of those things,” said Hank. Hank wore his special scarf every day until summer.
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