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The next day, when the sun rose, Thomas was not a happy camper.

"Oh Cheery, I don't know if I will be able to do anything right today. Things have gone wrong from the time I got up this morning. I spilled my juice at breakfast; then I bumped my head on a branch. I don't even know why I'm on this journey."

"Thomas, Thomas. D'you know what you need?  - A few drops of oil!"

 

 

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