Once upon a time, in a colorful town, there was a young boy named Timmy. He had spiky brown hair and a big smile that showed every time he thought about building things, which was always!
Timmy wasn't the best builder, but he loved it so much. His favorite toy was a bright red toolbox. He used it to fix his toys, but sometimes things didn't go quite right.
One sunny day, Timmy tried to build a birdhouse. He hammered and glued, but oh no, the walls were wonky! 'Silly hammer! You hit it wrong!' Timmy grumbled.
'And this sticky glue! It won't hold anything together!' Timmy frowned and looked at his toolbox. 'It must be the tools that are bad, not me,' he thought.
Timmy's grandma saw his wobbly birdhouse and smiled. 'Timmy, do you think it's really the tools, or maybe you need a bit more practice?'.
The next day, after watching and learning how to build better, Timmy tried again. This time, he worked slowly and carefully, following what he had learned.
And... it worked! Timmy's new birdhouse was perfect. He realized it wasn't the hammer or glue; he just needed to learn and practice. From then on, Timmy never blamed his tools again.