Isn’t Mary Funny?

My little sister Mary is a very funny girl. She is not a pupil — she is four. She can’t read. She can’t write.

But one day she says: “Nina, give me a pen, please.”

“Here you are,” I say. “And what do you want to do with the pen?”

“I want to write a letter to my friend Kitty.”

“But how can you? You can’t write,” I say.

“It doesn’t matter. My friend Kitty can’t read,” says my funny little sister.