Unlucky Uncle Ungus took a walk. He saw a penny lying on the ground. He bent over and picked it up. He put it in his pocket.
“Pennies aren’t in circulation in Canada anymore,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus to himself. “It is rare to find one now. Maybe it will bring me good luck. I sure could use some good luck. It is, after all, Friday the 13th.”
Unlucky Uncle Ungus walked along the street. There were several cars driving past him. One car was driving a little too fast and he hit the only puddle on the road. just as Unlucky Uncle Ungus walked by. Unlucky Uncle Ungus got soaked.
“So much for that penny bringing me good luck,” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus.
Unlucky Uncle Ungus took the penny out of his pocket, walked back to the spot he found it and put it back.
“I don’t need more bad luck than I already have, especially on Friday the 13th!” said Unlucky Uncle Ungus.
Moral of this Story: