Starlite Puppets: Little Mousie’s Seed


to his cheeks to convey house to his home below the roots of a tree. However he picked up a seed that was left within the discipline and diggity, diggity, he dug slightly gap and dropped the seed inside. Then shuttity, shut! He lined up the seed with a gentle blanket of soil. Then off to his home he scurried to settle in for the winter and a pleasant lengthy nap.

The seed additionally napped an extended, very long time. One spring morning it awoke. It yawned and stretched, and . . . CRACK! It’s onerous brown jacket break up in two.

“Oh!”, mentioned the little seed, “that feels so a lot better!”

The seed pressed a gentle root into the moist earth under, and pushed a young shoot up, up by means of the darkish, heat earth. It stored on urgent up, up, till, impulsively its head reached the highest of the earth. It peeked out from the soil and noticed Father Solar smiling down brightly. The little seedling opened its leaves huge to the nice and cozy sunshine. The seedling sipped the glowing dew the water fairies introduced. Its stem grew stronger and taller, and its leaves grew bigger.

Each morning Father Solar despatched his brilliant sunbeams all the way down to play upon the earth. Some would dance on the gentle inexperienced leaves of the little plant. “Good morning, sunbeams!” the little plant would say. And each night after Father Solar had traveled throughout the sky, as He ducked down behind the bushes, the little plant would name, “Good night time, Father Solar!”

One morning, a sunbeam danced down from Father Solar, and tickled the little plant‘s head. The plant was so comfortable! Swiftly, the inexperienced cap that lined its little head opened huge, and out popped its face ringed with golden sunbeam petals! The flower would look ahead to Father Solar to rise within the morning, and comply with Father Solar as he traveled throughout the large sky through the day.

It wasn’t lengthy earlier than the flower heard a delicate buzzing sound as gentle little bee our bodies touched its brown face gently. “Zoom . . . zoom . . . hmmm . . . hmmm . . . thanks in your nectar candy, and your gentle golden mud to tickle our ft,” sang the bees. The place ever the golden bees touched the flower’s face a seed started to develop. The seeds grew bigger, and the flower was so comfortable.

However someday the seeds turned so heavy that the flower bowed its head down in direction of the earth. The seeds tumbled out and landed softly on the bottom. Father Solar despatched his pink and purple rays and wrapped them ‘around the flower then mentioned softly, “Nice goals golden sunflower, mine!” Brother Wind whispered a gentle lullaby as night time tip toed to the earth.

The following morning Little Mousie scurried into the fields to search for seeds. He discovered some! He tucked all the seeds into his cheeks to hold them to his home for the winter. However he took one seed in his enamel and diggity, diggity, he dug slightly gap and dropped the seed inside. Then shuttity, shut! He lined it up and left it there. Then off to his home he scurried to settle in for the winter and a pleasant lengthy nap!



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