The Fair

     Now Pavel, said Mummy, Mummy is going to have you stand on chair and wash dishes while I do drying.  Come on now, Pavel.
     Oh Mummy, do I have to?  asked Pavel, numbly.
     Yes, this is good for you.  Teach you how work, said Sister Pavlova.  Would you like a bib?
     No, an apron would do me fine, said Pavel, aware of the language differences between them.  Pavel was in school, in preschool, and he knew the difference between a bib and an apron.
     Pavel is a good boy, said his mother.  Look at him put on his gloves!  They're a bit big, are they?
     Yes.
     Well, never mind.  The soap won't get in anyway.
     He patiently washed the several dishes and stepped down, holding on to side of chair.
     There, all done, he said, while Mother put away the several dishes after drying them.
     Good boy, said his mother kindly.  Now I take you to the fair for day out.
     Whoopee!  said Pavel.  And off they went.
     Pavel, you have to go on the rides, it's normal, said his mother.

     All he wanted was the cotton candy.  He got it all over his face and clothes.

To Be Continued