My hands are good for holding and many other things.
I sometimes use them to wash the dishes or to help my mummy cleaning.
I use my hands for drawing and making little pictures,
but sometimes my hands get me into mischief like the time I hit my brother with my yo-yo.
My hands also let me clown around doing handstands on the ground,
And running around.
Mummy used to tell me when I did a handstand I made the whole world go round.
Now I'm much older and have grown up I miss the little things I used to do so much,
But with my hands and with my mischief I can achieve so much.
So looking back it seems really taught but I guess all the little things I used to do, were really never lost.
