As Lydia got closer, she realised that it wasn’t a real duckling after all, but a plastic one with the number 4 painted on it. “Silly me!” said Lydia, to herself. “This duck must have been left behind after the duck race.” Lydia leaned to pick up the duck, but as she did so she lost her welly! The welly got swept away in the current before Lydia had a chance to grab it. Lydia was tired and fed up. She began paddling up stream towards the others, clutching the plastic duck. “OUCHHHHHHH!” screamed Lydia. Something really bad had happened. She had stepped on something sharp and cut her foot. 16
Paddling Up Stream
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