

Tim and Sam are brothers. They like to play with their toys. Tim has a big motorcycle toy. Sam has a small car toy. They make noises and race on the floor.
"Vroom, vroom, I am faster than you!" Tim says.
"Beep, beep, no you are not!" Sam says.
They have fun until Tim sees Sam's car toy. He likes it. He wants it. He stops his motorcycle and grabs Sam's car.
"Hey, that is mine!" Sam says. He tries to get it back.
"No, it is mine now!" Tim says. He holds it tight.
Sam is angry. He does not like to share. He bites Tim's arm.
"Ow, ow, ow, that hurts!" Tim says. He drops the car and cries.
Mom hears the noise. She comes to see what is wrong. She sees Tim's arm and Sam's car.
"What happened here?" Mom says. She is not happy.
"Tim took my car and I bit him!" Sam says.
"Sam, biting is bad. You should not bite your brother. You should say sorry." Mom says.
"Tim, taking is bad. You should not take your brother's toy. You should ask nicely." Mom says.
Sam and Tim feel sorry. They say sorry to each other. They hug and make up.
Mom smiles. She is glad they are friends again. She helps them put their toys away. She teaches them to be organized.
"See, this is where the motorcycle goes. And this is where the car goes. And this is where the other toys go. Can you help me?" Mom says.
Sam and Tim nod. They help Mom. They learn to be organized. They are good boys.
