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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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The Tale of Sammy and the Silly Witch

In a bustling city where colorful roads twisted and turned like a giant rainbow spaghetti, lived a young boy named Sammy. Sammy loved to rap and dreamed of becoming a famous rapper one day. He always wore his favorite blue cap and a big gold chain with an “S” that sparkled in the sunlight.

One sunny afternoon, Sammy decided to explore the city’s colorful roads while practicing his rap. As he was rapping his newest rhyme, something unexpected happened. Zipping through the sky on her broomstick came a cackling witch named Wanda. Wanda wasn’t a scary witch, though; she was a silly witch who loved to play pranks and laugh.

Wanda saw Sammy rapping on the green road and thought it would be fun to join in. She swooped down and started dancing around him. Sammy, a bit startled at first, soon saw Wanda’s big smile and funny antics and began to laugh. Together, they created a rap so catchy that even the birds stopped to listen.

But Wanda had a habit of taking her pranks a bit too far. She waved her wand, and suddenly, the roads started to shift and change colors, making it look like a swirling rainbow vortex. Sammy lost his balance and almost fell, but Wanda caught him just in time.

“Whoa! What’s happening?” Sammy exclaimed, eyes wide with surprise.

Wanda giggled, “Just a bit of my magic, Sammy! But don’t worry, I won’t let you fall.”

As they floated above the colorful roads, Sammy and Wanda saw that the city had transformed into a magical place. But not all changes were good. Some roads became too slippery to walk on, and others too sticky. People were struggling, and the city wasn’t as happy as it used to be.

Sammy turned to Wanda and said, “Wanda, we need to fix this. It was fun at first, but now it’s causing problems for everyone.”

Wanda nodded, realizing her prank had gone too far. “You’re right, Sammy. Sometimes, I forget that too much fun can turn into trouble.”

With a wave of her wand, Wanda started to reverse the spell. But she needed help to restore the roads to their original colors. Sammy, with his rhythmic rapping, began to chant a rhyme that guided the magic back to normal.

“Green for go, red for stop, bring back the roads, let’s fix this hop!” he rapped.

The roads slowly returned to their normal colors, and the city was back to its cheerful self. The people cheered, and Sammy and Wanda were hailed as heroes.

From that day on, Wanda and Sammy became best friends. They continued to make music together but always remembered the lesson they learned: having fun is great, but it’s important to be mindful of how our actions affect others.

Moral of the Story:
It’s important to have fun, but always be considerate of others and think about the consequences of your actions.

And so, Sammy and the silly witch Wanda spread joy and music throughout the city, ensuring that their fun was always shared and never caused harm. And that, dear children, is how they lived happily ever after.

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