I was accompanying my eight-year-old daughter who was selling cookies door-to-door for the Girl Scouts.
After visiting several homes, she commented on the different styles of
doorbells: some buzzed, some rang, some warbled. We made a game of
guessing
what the next bell would sound like.
At the precise moment she touched the doorbell at one house, the church
tower began to chime. She wheeled around with a look of amazement on her
face.
“Now that’s a doorbell!”
Received from GCFL