

Jill was hungry. She wanted lunch. She asked Mom for lunch. Mom said, "Not now, Jill. I am busy. Wait a little bit."
Jill did not like to wait. She asked Mom again. And again. And again. She was persistent. She said, "Please, Mom. I want lunch. I want lunch. I want lunch."
Mom sighed. She was tired. She had a lot of work to do. She said, "Jill, stop asking. You are making me angry. Go play with your toys. I will make lunch soon."
Jill did not listen. She kept asking. She followed Mom around the house. She said, "Lunch, lunch, lunch. I want lunch. I want lunch. I want lunch."
Mom snapped. She was very angry. She said, "That's it, Jill. You are being naughty. No lunch for you. Go to your room. And stay there until I say so."
Jill cried. She was hungry. She was sad. She was sorry. She went to her room. She had no lunch. She had no toys. She had no fun. She had a bad day.
