YOUNG PEOPLE’S MINDS
Some years ago were visiting some friends in Manhattan. They lived in a large skyscraper-like apartment building with all the conveniences of a small city or The Queen Mary.
We rang the apartment bell, to be told that
“Ed took Rachael downstairs to get some milk from the machine.”
When they returned I asked Rachael, about three years old, where she and daddy went. Without any hesitation she knowingly said,
“We went to see the cow.” 
