The Cars

“Hey Booker-T!” called Midge as she got to Booker-T's gate to the yard. “Where are you?”

“Hi Midge,” greeted Booker-T as he ran around the house from the back yard. “Are you ready to go to Jake's house?”

“Lets go,” said Midge as they started up the sidewalk.

“Hi you guys,” said Gabby as he swooped down from on top of Booker-T's house.

“Hi Gabby,” said Midge. “What are you doing this morning?”

“I came to see what you are doing,” said Gabby.

“We are going to Jake's house,” said Booker-T. “Maybe we will go see what animals are in the little zoo building today.”

“Did you see that there is a car show over at the field area where the circus was?” asked Gabby.

“A car show?” asked Midge. “What kind of cars?”

“There are a lot of old cars and things over there,” said Gabby.

“Lets go see the old cars,” said Booker-T. “Do you want to?”

“My owner likes old cars,” said Midge. “She has a book of old car pictures that her friend gave her. They sure are different than the cars I have seen here in town.”

“Do you want to go?” asked Booker-T.

“Sure,” said Midge. “It might be fun. We can ask Jake if he wants to go.”

Midge and Booker-T strolled along the sidewalk with Gabby flying above them. They entered the yard at Jake's and found him napping in the swing.

“Jake!” called Gabby as he swooped down and landed on the railing in front of him.. “Time to wak up now. We are here.”

“Hi Gabby,” said Jake as he sat up in the swing. “Hi Midge, Booker-T.”

“Do you want to go look at some old cars?” asked Midge.

“Why?” asked Jake.

“They are different,” said Gabby.

“Different than what?” asked Jake.

“Different then they are today,” said Booker-T.

“I want to see the old cars,” said Midge. “Maybe we can ride in one.”

“Where are the old cars?” asked Jake. “Do we have to go to the junk yard?”

“The junk yard?” asked Booker-T. “What junk yard?”

“On the other side of the park,” said Jake.

“I don't remember seeing a junk yard over there,” said Midge.

“It is behind a really tall fence,” said Jake. “They put old cars in there that are no good anymore.”

“No,” said Gabby. “These are nice cars that are on the grounds where the circus sets up.”

“Why are there cars over there?” asked Jake.

“They are old cars that are there for people to come look at,” said Gabby. “Remember when we went to look at the dinosaurs?”

“I remember the dinosaurs,” said Midge. “They were really big monsters.”

“I'm glad those dinosaurs don't live in our city,” said Booker-T. “They are too big.”

“I don't think they live anywhere today,” said Jake. “Do you want to go see the old cars?”

“Okay,” said Jake. “Lets go.”

They walked along the sidewalk on their way to the field are. As they got closer to the area, they could see lot of cars parked on the grass. They looked around and didn't see any humans in the area.

“Why are there no people looking at the cars?” asked Midge.

“It is early morning,” said Jake. “Maybe everyone is still sleeping or at work. Remember that no one was at the dinosaurs until afternoon.

“There is a policeman over there,” said Midge. “Do you think he will let us walk around and look at the cars?”

“I don't know,” said Jake. “We can try.”

“Okay,” said Booker-T as they crossed the street and walked up to the first car. “Wow, isn't this one pretty.”

“They don't look old,” said Midge. “They look all shiny and new.”

“Someone maybe painted them,” said Jake.

“Does someone drive them?” asked Booker-T.

“They drive them,” said Gabby. “But only when they are going to show them. I don't think they drive them every day.”

“Why do they have a car that they don't drive?” asked Midge.

“I don't know,” said Jake shaking his head. “I think humans do some strange stuff sometimes.”

“I think so too,” laughed Midge. “My owner has a big box of keychains she never uses.”

“Why?” asked Gabby.

“I heard her tell her brother that she collects keychains as a hobby,” said Midge.

“What is a hobby?” asked Booker-T.

“I think it is something a human does for fun,” said Jake.

“Are these cars a hobby?” asked Booker-T.

“I think so,” said Midge. “I thought cars were for driving.”

“Maybe when they get too old, they don't want to drive them anymore,” said Booker-T.

“Why?” asked Midge. “I like these cars. They are really shiny and pretty.”

“Look at this really old looking on over there,” said Jake as they started to walk to the car.

“What kind of car is that?” asked Midge. “Is there a sign next to the car?”

“It says it is a 1920 model-T,” said Jake. “Wow, that is really old. I wonder who drove that car?”

“Maybe some old person,” said Gabby.

“I like that funny looking train engine,” said Booker-T. “Lets go see it.”

They hurried across the area and stood staring at the different looking engine. “Wow, it is funny looking.”

“The sign says it is an 1829 steam locomotive,” said Jake. “Its name is Rocket.”

“Wow,” said Midge. “It must go really fast. Does it fly?”

“I don't think so,” said Jake.

“Why do they call it a rocket if it don't fly?” asked Midge. “Don't rockets fly?”

“Maybe it went fast so they just called it that,” laughed Booker-T.

“What is that over there?” asked Midge. “That don't look like a car.”

They walked to see what Midge was pointing at. Jake read the sign. “This is a stagecoach. I think horses pull this. I saw one of them in the movies my owner watched.”

“I like this one,” said Midge. “There is another one that looks like a horse maybe pulls it.”

“It is a covered wagon,” said Gabby.

“I like that one,” said Booker-T. “It looks like a long box with a tent on it.”

“These are nice,” said Midge. “Now lets go see the animals at the zoo.”

They all agreed and left the area and walked to the zoo.