Six Little Bunkers at Uncle Fred’s

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Can’t I have a ride now, Russ? You said it would be my turn after Mun Bun.
Yes, but, Margy, I haven’t had enough ride yet! declared Mun Bun. But when can I get in and have my ride? The three little children, two girls and a boy, stood in front of their older brother, Russ, watching him tying an old roller skate on the end of a board. Can’t I have any more rides? asked the smallest boy. In a minute, Mun Bun. As soon as I get this skate fastened on, answered Russ. You rode so hard last time that you busted the scooter, and I’ve got to fix it. You broke the skate off!
I didn’t mean to, and Mun Bun, who was called that because no one ever had the time to call him by his whole name, Munroe Ford Bunker-Mun Bun looked sorry for what had happened. I know you didn’t, answered Russ.