Bada is very untidy.
Just look at his room and you'll know what I mean.
Mom: Oh my goodness!
There's water everywhere.
Hana, Bada, come over here.
Hana: Mom, what's wrong?
Bada: Yeah, Mom. I'm here.
Mom: Who spilled the water here?
Hana: Not me!
Bada: Uh . . .
Mom: Bada, were you playing with water?
Bada: Uh, I was not playing.
Actually I was going to water the plants.
Mom: I see. But look!
The floor is slippery.
Someone could get hurt.
Bada: Sorry, Mom. I will wipe it up.
Mom: Thank you, dear.
Here is a mop.
Bada: Hana, will you help me?
Hana: Are you kidding? No way!
Sorry, Bada. Mopping is your job!