Little Jimmy

My son came home from school one day, and this is what he had to say. As I was playing down the street, little Jimmy bumped his knee. I tried to help him up you see, and then he started to yell at me. As he bounced around the swing, he hit his head and started to scream. As he staggered in a daze, I thought to grab him and get him away. The playground was not so safe it seems, and little Jimmy blamed it on me. I had only tried to help my friend, but he did not see it was all him. The more he fought me, the more he got hurt, and I started to think he is a real jerk. When finally then his mother came, and told him I was not to blame. Never again, I think you will see, me on the playground with little Jimmy.