Mum: Good morning, dear. Good morning. What’s the matter?
Bob: Dad says that he’s lost his voice.
Mum: He has lost his voice! He can’t. It must be a joke. Come on, dear. Don’t joke.
Bob: He says it isn’t a joke. He has really lost his voice.
Mum: I’ll make a nice cup of tea. You’ll soon get your voice back.
Polly: How did you lose your voice, Dad?
Bob: He says he went to the football match last night.
Polly: And you shouted so much you lost your voice.
Bob: Yes, he shouted so much he lost his voice.
Polly: Did you win?
Bob: No, they lost.
Mum: Here is a nice cup of tea. Would you like something to eat?
Bob: He says he would like some toast with honey.
Polly: Why honey, Mum?
Mum: Because honey is good for your throat.