Ketta’s Secret Snowflake Slide — At the edge of Polar Bay, where the ice smelled sharp as cold spoons, Ketta tucked her feet onto the silver slide. Read the full story →
At the edge of Polar Bay, where the ice smelled sharp as cold spoons, Ketta tucked her feet onto the silver slide. She had made herself a secret challenge: swoosh all the way to the bend without making one squeak. The grown penguins were counting fish crates, so only the little wind heard her whisper, “Not one peep.” Down she went—shhh, shhh, shhh—past the snow-capped rock and the sleepy lumps of ice.
Then the slide tickled her toes. Ketta flung both wings wide and laughed so brightly that the sky stopped listening to the wind. Three plain snow-dots above her cracked into starry arms—one, two, three, four, five, six—just to hold the sound. Ever since, snowflakes over Polar Bay have worn six points when a penguin feels exactly at home. If you spot Ketta’s wide wings under them, can you keep her secret too?
