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Curious George Takes a train

George’s curiosity leads him into trouble when he tries to help the trainmaster move the letters and numbers on his board. George later redeems himself by rescuing a boy.

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This is George. He was a good little monkey and always very curious.

This morning, George and the man with the yellow hat were at the train station.

They were taking a trip to the country with their friend, Mrs. Needleman. But first they had to get tickets.

Inside the station everyone was in a hurry. People rushed to buy newspapers to read and treats to eat. Then they rushed to catch their trains.

But one little boy with a brand new toy engine was not in a hurry. Nor was the small crowd next to him. They were just standing in one spot looking up. George looked up, too.

A trainmaster was moving numbers and letters on a big sign.

Soon the trainmaster was called away. But his job did not looked finished. George was curious. Could he help?

George climbed up in a flash.

Then, just like the trainmaster, he picked a letter off the sign and put it in a different place.

Next he took the number 9 and put it near a 2. George moved more letters and more numbers. He was glad to be such a big help.

“Hey,” yelled a man from bellow. “I can’t tell when my train leaves!” “What track is my train on,” asked another man.

“What’s that monkey doing up there,” demanded a woman. She did not sound happy.

The trainmaster did not sound happy either. “Come down from there right now,” he hollered at George.

Poor George. It’s too easy for a monkey to get into trouble. But, lucky for George, it’s also easy for a monkey to get out of trouble.

Right then the conductor shouted, “All aboard!”

A crowd of people rushed toward the train. George simply slid down a pole, scurried over a suitcase, and squeezed with the crowd through the gate. There he found the perfect hiding place for a monkey.

The little boy with the toy engine also ran through the gate.

“Look, Daddy,” he said, “a train!”

His father looked up. “Come back, son,” he yelled. “That’s not our train!” But it was too late. The gate locked behind him. The boy began to cry.

George peeked out of his hiding place.

He saw the boy’s toy roll toward the tracks. The boy ran after it.

This time George knew he could help. He leaped out of his hiding place and ran fast. George grabbed the toy engine before the little boy came too close to the tracks.

What a close call!

When the trainmaster opened the gate, the boy’s father ran to his son.

The boy was not crying now. He was playing with his new friend.

“So, there you are,” said the trainmaster, when he saw George. “You sure made a lot of trouble on the big board!” “Please don’t be upset with him,” said the boy’s father. “He saved my son.” The people on the platform agreed. They had seen what had happened and they clapped and cheered. George was a hero!

Just then the man with the yellow hat arrived with Mrs. Needleman. “It’s time to go, George,” he said. “Here comes our train.” “This is our train, too,” the father said. The little boy was excited. “Can George ride with us,” he asked.

That sounded like a good idea to everyone. So the trainmaster asked the conductor to find them a special seat.

And he did. Right up front.