Once there was a young wombat named Benson, who lived in a comfortable hole in the ground with his mother and his two aunts, Lillibet and Moss.
Benson loved to dig. Sometimes early in the morning before anyone else was up, he would go out in to the garden and just dig. One morning it was very early, hardly light at all. Benson got up quietly and went out and dug a hole just his size and sat in it. He looked around at the small creatures waking up, the beetles and the lizards, and the bugs and the ants.
After a while he got really hungry, so he got out of the hole and filled it up again and patted it nice and flat. He went back inside, but it was much darker in the kitchen. He turned on the light but nothing happened. “The bulb must be broken,” he thought.
He got a chair and climbed up and unscrewed the bulb. He shook it gently and heard it tinkling. Broken. He took the chair into the bathroom and climbed up and unscrewed the bulb from the bathroom light. He took it into the kitchen, got the chair, and screwed the bulb into the kitchen light. The light came on and he could see everything.
He could see that his hands and his pyjamas were covered in dirt. He couldn’t have breakfast like that. He went into the bathroom to wash his hands. The light didn’t work. He took the chair and went into the hall and unscrewed the light bulb from the hall light. He took it back into the bathroom and screwed it in. The light came on. He put his pyjamas into the laundry basket and washed his hands. When he dried his hands on the towel, it got very dirty. He put it in the laundry basket and went to get a clean one from the cupboard in the hall.
He switched on the hall light, but there was no bulb in it. He took his chair into his bedroom and got the light bulb from his light and took it back out into the hall. He switched the hall light on and got a clean towel. He went into his bedroom to put some clothes on, but the light didn’t work.
Benson sighed. He took his chair into the kitchen and unscrewed the light bulb, and put it in the light in his bedroom. He found some clothes and put them on. He went to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
It was dark in the kitchen and the light didn’t work. Benson sighed. He got an apple from the fruit bowl and went back to his room and ate it. He turned the light off and lay down on his bed. Time for a nap, he thought.