Tilly Waits for Thunder — Every day, Tilly trotted past the daisies with her tiny blue bell: clink, clink, clink. Read the full story →
Every day, Tilly trotted past the daisies with her tiny blue bell: clink, clink, clink. She wanted to ring it for the meadow race, but Mama Finch chirped, “Not yet.”
Until one day, boom! Thunder shook the grass. Because of that, the lambs hid. Because of THAT, the race could not start. Tilly waited, waited, waited—then the sun popped out. She shook her bell: CLINK-CLINK! Out came the lambs, and off they ran. Next time you see Tilly’s smile, can you hear her tiny blue bell?