Unusual Remedy

A little boy hurt his finger on a thorny bush. He ran in the house and called out to his mother.

“Oh,” she says, “let me get you a Band-Aid for that.”

“No!” cries the boy, “Cider!”

“Cider?” the mother exclaims. “What on earth do you want cider for?” “Because,” he explains, “My sister says that whenever she gets a prick in her hand, she likes to put it in cider.”