Tim held the new blue truck is his hand. It was very, very blue. It had wheels that went around. The doors opened. Tim could even turn the little steering wheel.
"This is MY truck," Tim said.
"No, it is not YOURS. It is MY truck," his brother Jim said.
"MINE," Tim said.
"MINE," Jim said.
"It is MINE!" Tim yelled. Then he pushed Jim.
"It is not YOURS!" Jim yelled. He pushed Tim back.
Tim fell and hit his head. The new blue truck hit the floor.
Crash! Bang! Rattle! Clatter!