Jemima swam across the pond.
She quacked at the ducklings.
"Follow me!" Jemima said.
Jemima's duckling followed her.
But Dora's ducklings did not.
The ducklings swam in the reeds.
The ducklings dived under lily pads.
The ducklings played with the frogs.
"Ugh!" Jemima said.
At last Jemima had all the ducklings.
She tried to count them.
"One, two, three . . .
No, two . . ."
The ducklings kept swimming away!
Finally everyone got out of the pond.
"Whew!" Jemima said.
"Hi, Jemima!" Dora called.
She was back from the shop.
"Thank you for watching my babies."
Jemima shook water from her feathers.
She flapped her wings.
"Poor Dora," Jemima said.
"Five ducklings is too many babies!"
Jemima waddled away.
And one perfect duckling followed.