Bim and the Sky Bubble — Every day, Bim counted sidewalk cracks: tap, tap, tap. He liked the warm stone and the hushy wind on the quiet hill. Read the full story →
Every day, Bim counted sidewalk cracks: tap, tap, tap. He liked the warm stone and the hushy wind on the quiet hill.
Until one day, a red balloon bumped his horn. Boop. Because of that, Bim held the string. Because of THAT, his feet stayed still while the balloon tugged up, up. “I can hold it,” he whispered.
Finally, the balloon stopped pulling and bobbed beside him like a round little moon. Next time you see Bim’s hand on the string, can you hear tap, tap, tap?