Mia had a red kite with a long yellow tail. On a windy day, she ran to the park with her dad.

The kite flew up, up, up. Then the wind blew very hard. The string slipped out of Mia’s hand! The kite danced away over the trees.

Mia and her dad followed it. They walked past the pond and the big swings. At last they found the kite in a small apple tree. A friendly girl called Zara helped them pull it down.

“Can I fly it with you?” asked Zara. Mia smiled. “Yes! Let’s hold the string together.”

One night, Leo could not sleep. He looked out of his window at the big round moon. “I wish I could have a picnic up there,” he said.

Leo closed his eyes and dreamed. In his dream, he rode a soft cloud all the way to the moon. He brought a blanket, three sandwiches and a jug of milk.

The moon was quiet and silver. Leo hopped very high because everything felt light. A little star came to say hello, so Leo shared his sandwich with her.

When Leo woke up, the sun was shining. He laughed. “Tonight I will dream about the moon again!”

Sam was a small snail who lived under a big green leaf. Every day, Sam watched the other animals cross the garden path. “I am too slow,” Sam said sadly.

One morning, a ladybird called for help. She had hurt her wing, and she was stuck on the other side of the path. The rain was coming! Sam took a deep breath and started to crawl.

Slowly, slowly, Sam crossed the path. The ladybird climbed onto his shell. Then Sam carried her home, just before the first raindrops fell.

“Thank you, Sam!” said the ladybird. “You are slow, but you are very brave.” Sam smiled all the way back to his leaf.

It rained all day, and Ana and her little brother Kofi could not play outside. Kofi pressed his nose to the window. “This is the most boring day ever,” he said.

Ana had an idea. She found two wooden spoons, an empty box and a jar of dry beans. She turned the box into a drum and filled a plastic bottle with beans to make a shaker. Kofi tapped the pots with the spoons.

Soon Grandma joined them with her old whistle. Together they made a noisy, happy band called “The Raindrops”. They played fast songs and slow songs, and they marched around the kitchen table.

When the rain finally stopped, Kofi was surprised. “Already?” he asked. “Can we play one more song?”

In a corner of the school garden, Priya planted a tiny seed. It was so small that it looked like a speck of dust. Her friend Tom laughed. “Nothing will grow from that,” he said.

Every morning, Priya gave the seed a little water. For many days, nothing happened. Priya felt worried, but she did not give up. Then one morning she saw a tiny green shoot poking out of the soil.

The shoot grew taller every week. It grew leaves as big as hands, and then a bud appeared at the top. One sunny day, the bud opened into a huge yellow sunflower, taller than Tom!

Tom stared up at it. “I was wrong,” he said. “Small things can become amazing.” Priya grinned and gave him some seeds from the flower to plant.

Bolt was a little robot who lived in a busy library. His job was to put the books back on the right shelves. Bolt loved his job, but sometimes he mixed up the shelves.

One afternoon, a boy called Diego came in looking sad. “I need a book about volcanoes for school,” he said, “but I can’t find one anywhere.” Bolt’s lights blinked blue while he thought.

Together they searched every shelf. They found books about dragons, boats and cakes, but none about volcanoes. Then Bolt remembered something. Yesterday he had put a red book on the cookbook shelf by mistake!

They hurried to the cookbook shelf, and there it was: “Mountains of Fire”. Diego cheered. “Your mistake helped us!” he laughed. Bolt’s lights glowed a happy green.