He didn't stay still. He rolled past a sleepy ladybug and under a giant sunflower."Where are you going, little seed?" asked the sunflower."To find adventure!" Percy declared.
Once upon a time in a sunny, green garden, there lived five little He didn't stay still
Weeks passed. The other peas in the pod were eaten for dinner. But Percy? Percy had grown. In the spring, a tiny, vibrant green sprout pushed through the soil. Percy was no longer a little pea; he was a beautiful, climbing pea plant, full of new, tiny green peas, ready to share his story with the garden. If you'd like, I can: The other peas in the pod were eaten for dinner
One bright morning, the pod popped! The five peas rolled out. Three landed in a sunny spot and were happy. One rolled into a messy gutter. But Percy? Percy rolled down, down, down, right onto the soft green grass. In the spring, a tiny, vibrant green sprout
in a pod. They were all green, they were all round, and they loved their cozy home.
He hopped onto a passing beetle and rode it through the garden. He saw birds (he hid!), felt the cool rain (he danced!), and met a friendly worm named Wanda."Keep rolling, little one," Wanda said. "Adventure is in the doing!"
Finally, tired but happy, Percy fell into a tiny, soft hole in the soil. A friendly mole helped cover him up."Goodnight, world," whispered Percy, sinking into the dirt.