Little Fox Readers · Single Stories
Eric and his parents stood outside their house. They were watching a parade.
A band marched toward them. Eric saw lots of different instruments.
And then-Doom! Ba-boom! Rat-a-tat-tat! Drums! Drummers banged big drums and little drums. “ Cool! ” thought Eric.
Days went by. Eric couldn't stop thinking about those drums.
At dinner he tapped on the table. At school he tapped on his books. In the kitchen he banged pots together.
“ Let's go to the garage, ” Dad said one day. “ Why?” Eric asked. Dad smiled. “ I have a surprise. "
