He had stopped the direction where he was going. He had made a funny face, rubbed the back of his neck. “We are off to see the Wizard, but, he’s not this direction but he must be THAT direction!” He did the imitation of the Scarecrow pointing. He spun himself around and pretended he had lost balance. “No, Dorothy. We go this direction because you need to get your ruby shoes and I need to get a voice to sing! So, so, we are off to see the Wizard!”