One day, Mike’s mother needed a pot. —
She asked Mike to borrow one from her friend. —
So Mike went to the friend’s house. —
She gave him a big pot. On the way home Mike put it down on the road and looked at it. —
It was made of clay and had three legs.
Then he said to the pot, “You have three legs and I have only two. —
You can carry me for a few minutes.” —
Then Mike sat down inside the pot. —
But the pot didn’t move.
Mike got angry and broke it then carried the broke pot home. His mother was angry. —
“You are stupid.” She said. —
But Mike thought, “I’m not stupid. —
Only a stupid person carried something with three legs.”