Willy Not Good
One day, while my family and I were traveling, we came to a river that needed to be crossed by ferry. My son, Cooper, who was five or six years old at the time, saw that the ferry was actually closed that day and, from the back seat, said, "Daddy, that is weally, weally not good." From his hysterical observation came the idea of a story about a boy named Willy Not Good who never would do what a go...
One day, while my family and I were traveling, we came to a river that needed to be crossed by ferry. My son, Cooper, who was five or six years old at the time, saw that the ferry was actually closed that day and, from the back seat, said, "Daddy, that is weally, weally not good." From his hysterical observation came the idea of a story about a boy named Willy Not Good who never would do what a go...
