Dump Truck Hits Tree

Last Summer my cousins and I watched as a dump truck trying to load up a dumpster accidentally hit a tree branch.  We all shouted at the driver to stop, but he kept going.  We shouted louder, and pointed at the tree, some of us were waving and jumping up and down, but he still kept going.  Finally the branch broke with a bang and fell on the truck.  Dad grabbed me and we all ran for cover.  

I'll never forget that day.  It was so memorable, in fact, that I have been talking about it for almost a year now.  Lately I've been having Mom, Dad, Grandpa, and anybody else who's willing, draw trucks for me--lots and lots of trucks.  I like trucks of all kinds, especially garbage trucks and tractor trailers, but my favorite thing to have drawn for me is the dump truck hitting a tree.  

All that watching has got me started drawing too, and tonight I drew the scene of that fateful day in July when the dump truck hit the tree.  Dad wanted me to tell you about my drawing: