Dreamy
Gina la jirafa y su cuello tan alto
En la sabana al sol, donde el viento va a bailar, vive Gina la jirafa, que no deja de mirar. Con su cuello tan largo que toca el cielo azul, se pregunta en voz alta: "¿Por qué soy tan alta yo?" Sus papás, grandes y suaves, con manchas de oro y miel, le dijeron: "Gina, escucha, te contaremos bien. Tu cuello tan largo te ayuda a alcanzar, las hojas más verdes que otros no pueden tocar."
Juntos pasearon bajo el sol, por la tierra sin fin, Gina aprendió contenta, con alegría en su jardín. De la acacia alta mordió con gran emoción, y vio toda la sabana, ¡qué hermosa visión!
"Ser alta es un regalo, un don del cielo azul, puedes ver muy lejos y sentir nuestro amor fiel. Así que mantente erguida, con orgullo y sin temor, tu altura nos ayuda a jugar con gran amor."
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Petal Counting in the Garden
Willa loved the garden. She loved the soft soil, the buzzing bees, and the little splish of the fountain. Most of all, she loved painting. Her watercolour paper waited on a small easel. Her brush waited too. Tap, tap, tap. Beside Willa sat Caper, her chameleon friend. Caper was curious. He looked th
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At dawn, Ada rolled one ball beside a tree, Ready and Set laughed, “Come play with me!” Three cups of juice sat in a row, They sipped it slow, then watched the ball go. Then Ada ran past grass so tall, The meadow grew quiet, calm, and still. Ready looked left; Set looked right, They searched beneath
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At dawn, Nia the betta fish woke in her pond. The reeds whispered, swish, swish. The water was still. The little garden below the hill was thirsty. Corven the crow came to the pond. He was the town architect. He made plans for paths, pools, and tiny bridges. Moss the box turtle came too. He carried
The Quiet Whisper and the Loud Shout
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Splish Splash or Dusty Patch
Swan woke with a wiggle and a giggle. The morning was fresh. The pond went, “Splish! Splash!” Swan stepped in. Step, splash, step! Water tickled the feet. Water kissed the wings. Water ran down the long neck. Swan shook once. Shake, shake, shake! Drops flew like tiny bells. “Wet!” said Swan. “I am w
Our Snowman Stayed for Spring
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The Great Bubble-Beard Contest
Glim the anglerfish loved bubbles. Pop, pop, pop! He blew bubbles in the morning. He blew bubbles at noon. He even dreamed bubbles at night. One day, a note slid under his door. It said, “The Great Bubble-Beard Contest is today!” Glim blinked. A beard? Made of bubbles? He wiggled with joy. “I must t
Tiny Cup, Giant Mug
By the morning craft table, beneath the sun so bright, A cloth was tie-dyed in rings of red and white. Blue Jay found a tiny cup, so little and neat, Swallow found a giant mug, round and sweet. “Tiny!” chirped Blue Jay. “Giant!” sang Swallow too. They set them side by side, for all the friends to vi