Once upon a time, in a colorful village nestled between rolling hills and a sparkling river, there lived a little girl named Lily. Lily had bright, twinkling eyes and a smile that could light up the darkest of days. She loved to play in her garden, where flowers bloomed in every shade of the rainbow.
One sunny morning, Lily’s friend, Danny, came over to play. They laughed and ran through the garden, chasing butterflies and giggling as they danced in the sunshine. But soon, they stumbled upon something that made them stop in their tracks – a basket filled with juicy, ripe apples.
“Wow, look at all these apples!” exclaimed Danny, his eyes wide with excitement.
Lily nodded in agreement. “They look so delicious! I wonder who they belong to?”
Just then, Old Granny Rose, the kind lady who lived next door, appeared from behind a bush, her wrinkled face beaming with warmth.
“These apples are from my apple tree, children,” she said with a gentle smile. “Would you like to have some?”
Lily and Danny’s eyes lit up with joy. They eagerly reached for the apples, their mouths watering in anticipation. But as they each grabbed an apple, Granny Rose held up her hand.
“Wait, my dear children,” she said softly. “Before you eat, let me share with you a little story.”
Lily and Danny settled down on the grass, their curiosity piqued. Granny Rose began her tale.
“Once upon a time, there lived a little squirrel named Sammy. Sammy loved to collect acorns and store them in his cozy burrow. He was very proud of his acorn collection and didn’t like to share with anyone.”
Lily and Danny listened intently as Granny Rose continued.
“One day, Sammy’s friends, the birds and the rabbits, came to him, hungry and tired. They had searched everywhere for food but couldn’t find any. Sammy had plenty of acorns, but he refused to share with his friends. He thought only of himself and his precious acorns.”
“But Granny Rose,” interrupted Danny, “why didn’t Sammy share? Sharing is good, right?”
Granny Rose nodded. “You’re absolutely right, my dear. Sharing is indeed a wonderful thing. And that’s what Sammy eventually learned.”
Lily leaned closer, eager to hear the rest of the story.
“Sammy’s friends were sad and disappointed,” continued Granny Rose. “But instead of giving up, they decided to teach Sammy a lesson. They gathered all the acorns they could find and shared them with each other, leaving Sammy’s burrow empty.”
Lily gasped in surprise, while Danny’s eyes widened with wonder.
“Sammy was shocked when he returned to his burrow and found it empty,” said Granny Rose. “He realized then that being selfish had cost him his friends and his happiness. From that day forward, he learned to share his acorns with everyone, and he became the happiest squirrel in the forest.”
Lily and Danny sat in thoughtful silence, taking in Granny Rose’s wise words. Suddenly, Lily’s face lit up with realization.
“I understand now, Granny Rose,” she exclaimed. “Sharing is caring! We should always share with others, just like Sammy learned to share his acorns.”
Granny Rose smiled and nodded. “That’s right, my dear Lily. When we share with others, we spread happiness and kindness wherever we go.”
With that, Lily and Danny happily shared the apples with Granny Rose and enjoyed a delicious snack together. And from that day forward, they remembered Granny Rose’s story whenever they shared with others, knowing that sharing truly is caring.
Moral of the story: Sharing with others brings happiness and strengthens friendships.
