Sand box

Once upon a time there were nine sandboxes. Then a big storm came. The wind blew. A tornado came and sucked all nine sandboxes when the storm was over. The children ran. The sandboxes were dumped. They had to call the garbageman to get those boxes away. Suddenly they had an idea. Since the sand is soft, we have so much sand that we can play tacking or footprints.  So they always would play the games.