Photo prompt-copyright –Ted Strurz
He was four years old; three years junior to his brother.
He fiddled with every toy papa brought for his brother. Engine would lose its wheels, aeroplane would turn wingless and jumping bear would no longer jump. Brother would get wild and often boxed his ears.
Still he could not resist the temptation of exploring the unexplored.
But when he tried to change his chopper into a wind mill that produced electricity he shocked everyone; literally.
He plugged his wind mill into a switch board and waited for someone to switch it on.
Papa intervened and averted a great invention.
My younger son, as a child, was fond of fiddling with everything and anything. He was always well intended but would often mess up his brother’s toys and things. The picture prompted me to recall and write those experiences.
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