

Tom was a clumsy boy. He liked to run and jump, but he often fell and hurt himself. One day, he went to visit his aunt, who lived in a big palace. He was very excited to see the palace, but he was also very careful not to break anything.
"Welcome, Tom!" his aunt said, as she hugged him. "I have a surprise for you. Come with me."
She took him to a big room, where there were many toys and books. Tom saw a big train set, a doll house, a rocking horse, and a pile of blocks. He was very happy, and wanted to play with everything.
"Wow, thank you, auntie!" he said. "Can I play with the train?"
"Of course, Tom. But be gentle with it. It is very old and fragile. It was your grandfather's train, when he was a boy like you."
Tom nodded, and went to the train set. He turned on the switch, and watched the train go around the tracks. He smiled, and tried to make the train go faster and slower. He was having so much fun, that he did not notice that he was pulling the wires too hard.
Suddenly, there was a loud snap, and a spark. The train stopped, and smoke came out of the engine. Tom gasped, and felt scared. He had broken the train!
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" he cried. "I'm sorry, auntie, I'm sorry!"
He ran to his aunt, who was sitting on a sofa, reading a book. He hugged her, and sobbed.
"Auntie, I broke the train! I'm so clumsy, I'm so bad!"
His aunt put down her book, and looked at him. She saw his tears, and felt sorry for him. She also saw the smoke, and felt worried.
"Tom, don't cry. It's okay. It was an accident. You didn't mean to break the train. You were just playing."
She kissed him, and wiped his tears.
"Come on, let's go and see if we can fix the train. Maybe it's not too bad. Maybe we can make it work again."
She took his hand, and led him to the train set. She looked at the wires, and the engine. She smiled, and said:
"Tom, you are very lucky. The train is not broken. It just needs a new battery. I have one in the drawer. Let me get it, and we can put it in the train. Then, it will run again."
She went to the drawer, and got a new battery. She opened the train, and replaced the old battery with the new one. She closed the train, and turned on the switch. The train started to move, and whistle. Tom clapped, and cheered.
"Yay, the train works! Thank you, auntie, thank you!"
He hugged her, and kissed her. He was very happy, and relieved.
"You're welcome, Tom. I'm glad the train works. You can play with it as much as you want. But remember, be gentle with it. It is very old and fragile. It was your grandfather's train, when he was a boy like you."
Tom nodded, and smiled. He went back to the train set, and played with it. He was gentle with it, and careful with the wires. He enjoyed the train, and the other toys. He had a wonderful time, in the big palace, with his aunt. He was not clumsy, he was not bad. He was a good boy, and a happy boy.
