Ollie Shares the Echo — Beside the garden hoop, Ollie bounced his basketball softly: bomp, bomp, bomp. He wanted to leave three good bounces for whoever passed the bushes later. Read the full story →
Beside the garden hoop, Ollie bounced his basketball softly: bomp, bomp, bomp. He wanted to leave three good bounces for whoever passed the bushes later. The ball smelled like warm rubber, and the leaves made tiny paper sounds in the breeze.
He set the ball down and waved, though no one stood by the fence. “For you,” he whispered. A puffy cloud slid over the hoop and answered with three round shadows: bomp, bomp, bomp. Ollie grinned. His quiet gift had found a listener after all. Next time you see his raised hand, can you hear the cloud saying thank you?
