There was a little boy, his grandfather and his dad. They were on a boat rowing together. They gave him a present. It was a hat. They were in their wooden boat, in the sea, waiting for the moon to rise up. That was their job to go onto the moon and clear the moon of bright stars. The grandfather and dad made the boy go up to the moon. He saw a shooting star and he went to have a look at it. Then his dad called him and he went to have a look. They were clearing the rocks and they were arguing about how he could do it. The dads way or granddads way. Then they saw a shooting star and they tried to get it off the moon. The boy tapped it with a hammer and he fell down. They kept sweeping the star up.