THE MUSHROOM IN THE RAIN

  THE MUSHROOM IN THE RAIN

Ladybird was in the wood.  It began to rain.  He looked around for a place to shelter.  There was only a tiny mushroom, so ladybird scuttled underneath.  And, it kept him dry!

A big snail came crawling by.

“I hope that snail will come under my mushroom,” said ladybird.  “There is no room!”

But the snail crawled in beside Ladybird out of the rain.  And, they both kept dry.

Then a butterfly came fluttering by.

“I hope that butterfly does not come under our mushroom!” said Ladybird.  “Tere is no room!”

But butterfly fluttered down beside him.  And, they all kept dry.

There was another flutter of wings.  It was a baby owl.

“I hope that owl will not come under our mushroom,” said Ladybird.  “There is no room!”

But the owl flew in under the mushroom.  And Ladybird, the snail, the butterfly and the owl all kept dry.

The rain stopped.  Out came the baby owl, the butterfly, the snail and Ladybird.

“We all kept dry!” he cried.  “Yet we only had a tiny mushroom!”

“Whoooo!” hooted Mother Owl.  “ It was a tiny mushroom before the rain.  Now look!”

      So, they looked.  The top of the mushroom had spread out, getting bigger as the rain fell!

“So, there was room for us all!” said Ladybird.  “And the mushroom helped us to kept dry!”

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Now I Can Read, 15 Goodnight Stories by Maureen Spurgeon, 2005 Brown Watson, England.