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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 Feast of Gratitude

One afternoon, Pockets’ grandmother called him over with an excited twinkle in her eye. “Today, you will join the Grand Feast at the Village Square!” she announced. “But beware, young one. The feast holds a great secret—only those who show true appreciation for food will discover its hidden treasure.”

Pockets’ heart leaped with excitement. A treasure? At a feast? This was going to be the best day ever!

Armed with his ever-curious mind, he rushed to the village, where long tables were piled high with fresh fruits, warm bread, steaming rice, and delicious curries. The smell alone made his stomach growl.

As he grabbed a plate and filled it with food, his map—yes, the very same magical map from his past adventures—glowed in his pocket. The words shimmered:

"Your choices at this feast will decide your fate. Choose wisely!"

Pockets' eyes grew wide at the delicious food. He piled his plate high—more than he could possibly eat—just because everything looked so tasty. But before he could take a bite, an old chef with a long white beard appeared before him.

“Ah, young traveler,” the chef said, stroking his beard. “You stand at the first challenge.

What should one do when taking food at a feast?”

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