Pockets and the Candy Lesson
One sunny afternoon, Pockets was walking through the village square on his way to meet his best friend, Mukur. As Pockets walked, he noticed an old man sitting on a bench. He was smiling warmly, with a basket full of shiny, colorful candies beside him. “Hello, young man,” the old man called. “Would you like […]
Pockets and the Power of Paying Attention
One morning, after the first bell rang, the class shuffled into the room and took their seats behind their desks. The air buzzed with chatter as everyone settled in. But when the second bell rang, signaling the official start of the day, the room fell silent almost instantly. Every student knew the rules: no talking […]
Billy the Bully
Hi, my name is Luella. It’s nice to finally meet you! Guess what? My name sounds like Cinderella! The only difference between me and Cinderella is that she was forced to do everybody’s chores, while I just want to have some fun. But overall, she was being bullied by her evil stepsisters—how sad! They say […]
These Little Pockets of Mine
These little pockets of mine,I’m going to make them shine.Leave the sadness behind,I am smiling all the time. These little pockets of mine,I’m gonna make them shine.Make them shine one day at a time,At any time. All around my neighborhood,I’m going to make them shine.I heard you weren’t feeling too good,My music will soothe your […]
The Story of My Life as a Military Woman
I wasn’t born strong — life made me strong. Long before I wore the uniform, I fought battles no one could see. I survived heartbreak, loneliness, and the weight of carrying the world on my shoulders. But when I joined the military, I discovered new kinds of battles — and a new kind of purpose. […]
Pockets and His Faith
Pockets used to count the things that he put into his pockets. Then he would lose count because he kept forgetting how many pockets he had, what items he put where, and in which color pockets? So he went to a doctor to see if the doctor could fix the hole in his pockets. The […]
You Can’t Touch Love, Love Touches You
Pockets believed all important things should fit in a pocket. He tried to pocket a sunbeam—whoosh. It slipped through his fingers, warm and bright, but gone in an instant. He tried to catch a breeze—whoooo. It tickled his nose, teasing, before darting away. He cupped an echo—“Hello!”—but echoes, like memories, don’t sit still. He even […]
Pockets, Kaci, and the Bake Sale
The Saturday sun shone over the school fairgrounds, where a big bake sale was planned. Pockets and Kaci carried a shopping list as long as a mixing spoon: flour, sugar, butter, chocolate chips, and rainbow sprinkles. They headed to Mukur’s Market, humming a cupcake song as they went. Pockets jingled his pockets. “I’ve got three […]
Pockets and the Finish Line
When the town hears about National Running Day, it plans a one-mile race for Saturday. All week, the park buzzes. Helpers set out orange cones. Kids chalk bright arrows on the path. A big white banner that says FINISH flutters over the last stretch. The arrows all point one way around the loop. In this […]
Pockets and the Milkman
In the good old days, when Pockets was growing up in a quiet suburban neighborhood, everyone knew each other by name and what they did for a living. Mr. Kurt Miller was the neighborhood social service agent. He made sure the streets stayed clean and the park stayed tidy, and he always had a friendly […]