Clancy celebrated St. Patrick's Day every year. His mum took him to the St. Patrick's Day parade and he'd watch the bagpipers and the Irish dancers. After the parade, he and his mum went to lunch at The Blarney Stone Restaurant and have corned beef and cabbage and Irish soda bread.

This year Clancy was even more excited than usual. This year his mum was buying him a new St. Patrick's Day outfit to wear to the parade and to lunch. "Come on, Clancy. It's time to go shopping," his mum said.

"Yes, Mum, I'm coming." Clancy closed the door behind him and took his mum's hand.

They walked into town and went into a clothing shop. His mum picked out something for him. "Mum, I don't like that. I don't want to wear that outfit to the parade and to lunch." Clancy scrunched up his face.

"But Clancy, you'll look so dashing in it. This is St. Patrick's Day outfit if I've ever seen one."

"No, Mum. I won't wear it."

Mum took Clancy to another shop. She looked at all the clothes and picked out something for her son. "How about this, Clancy. This is very  nice and you'll look smart in it."

Clancy looked at the clothes. "No, Mum. I don't like that either. I won't wear it to the parade and I won't wear it to lunch." He turned his head and looked the other way.

Mum took Clancy to yet another shop. "All right, Clancy, this is the last shop. You've got to find something here or else no new outfit." She went from one row of clothes to another. Everything she showed Clancy he didn't like.

Clancy walked off by himself. He started going through the clothes. "Mum! Mum! This is what I want to wear for St. Patrick's Day." In his hands he held a black hat with a green clover and gold buckle, a black jacket with gold buttons and a green shirt and pants. The shoes were black with gold buckles.

"Clancy, that is what you want to wear?" Mum shook her head.

"Yes, Mum. I want to wear this."

Mum bought it for him and they went home. On St. Patrick's Day he got up and took a bath and then dressed himself in his new clothes. "I'm ready to go to the parade, Mum."

They walked hand in hand and found a place to watch the bagpipers. Clancy felt so happy in his new clothes. When they went to lunch he ate all his food and his mum even bought him a bowl of green ice cream. Clancy looked forward to the following year and the outfit he'd get then.