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Pockets & Friends

Pockets & Friends

Pockets & Friends

Pockets Teaches Behavior To The Kids

Hi, my name is Pockets! My mission is to help and teach kids the good value of life. I have a lot of pockets, even on my hat. Sometimes I forget to do something, and I write them down and put them in one of my pockets. Then I will forget what pocket I put the note in. So, I add another pocket to my clothes, but in a different color so that will help me to remember that I put it in that color pocket.

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Pockets and the Carpenter’s Wisdom

Once upon a time, in a vibrant village nestled by a shimmering lake, there lived a curious boy named Pockets. Pockets was always tinkering and exploring, his head buzzing with questions. One sunny morning, he heard an intriguing sound coming from the forest—creek? clank? tap, tap, tap. He followed the sound to discover the village carpenter, Mr. Pine, crafting a beautiful wooden boat. Whoosh went the saw, and tap, tap went the hammer. Pockets watched in awe, his eyes wide.

‘Can I learn to build like you?’ he asked eagerly.

Mr. Pine smiled. ‘Of course, but remember, it takes patience and hard work.’ Eager to start, Pockets grabbed a small hammer and began helping. But soon, he grew tired. Thud, thud went his hammer, slower and slower.

‘This is harder than I thought,’ Pockets sighed.

Mr. Pine chuckled. ‘Building anything worthwhile requires effort. Let’s take it step by step.’ So, day by day, Pockets practiced. Swish went the paintbrush, and tap, tap went the nails. As weeks passed, Pockets’ skills grew, and so did his understanding of hard work. One day, the boat was finished. Pockets beamed with pride. He had learned that with determination and effort, he could build his dreams.”

“With the boat ready, Pockets and Mr. Pine launched it onto the glistening lake. Splash. The boat glided smoothly, carrying the two craftsmen across the water. As they sailed, Pockets realized that the joy of accomplishment was even sweeter than he’d imagined. And from that day on, Pockets knew that with hard work, anything was possible. And so, the lake became a little brighter, thanks to the efforts of a small boy with big dreams. The end.”

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