Billy requests the unusual gift of a bucket. At first his parents don't take him seriously. But eventually they agree to get him one. The bucket turns out to have magical powers, and of course the parents don't take it seriously at first... until it becomes a crisis.
I don't know what to think about stories where parents are dismissive of their kids. Parenting is hard work, and we all need to be respectful of each other. If my daughter told me not to borrow her bucket... well, first I would ask her to say it in a nicer way. Then I would probably respect that request. There's a nuance to this issue that I'm struggling to get my mind around. But I do like the ecological subtext of this story -- I won't tell you what it is and give it away.