Second and final part of children's story.

The next morning the truck kept trying to think of a way for everyone to drive through the water across the road. He might be able to manage it but what about the others?
"We might as well go back," the red tractor said gloomily.
"We can't give up now, there must be a way," the dumper answered.
And there was. Just then a farmer driving two horses and a cart came up behind them. "What seems to be the trouble here?" he enquired.
After the truck had explained the farmer said, "I think I can help, I have some rope and my horses can pull you across." And that is what he did, one by one the vehicles were pulled through the water safely to the other side.
"Thank you, we can be on our way now," the truck said gratefully.
And so the truck started off down the road with the others following, it was a lovely day which cheered them all up. The line came to a halt when the truck stopped and said, "I wonder what is going on in that field, there are tents and flags and lots of people."
Being a curious dumper, he suggested, "Let's go over and see."
So the truck led them across the field until they came to a man who seemed really upset. "My donkey has run away, and I was supposed to be giving all the children rides, they will be disappointed."
The green tractor had an idea, "We could help by giving them free rides," he suggested.
So that is what they did. The long line of children climbed into their cab seats and away they drove with the children laughing with delight.
When the day came to an end the man said, "Where are you going?"
"Nowhere in particular," the dumper answered.
"Then come back and live on my farm, I have a nice cosy shed you can sleep under and in the day you can go outside in the yard, how does that sound?"
"Just what we are looking for, a bit of care because we are now getting on in years," the truck pointed out.
And so they found a good home where they led a peaceful life, the farmer giving them all a good clean and a fresh coat of paint. Every spring they would proudly line up and go to the fair to give the children rides, and they were happy because they were being useful again.
The End.
Augustine Nash.