There once was a mighty machine,
With the power to destroy and demean,
It could crush and demolish with ease,
And make anything it touched, a mere breeze.

It would break things down, piece by piece,
And bring the strongest structures to their knees,
With a loud crash, it would make its mark,
Leaving nothing but rubble and stark.

But one day, as it tried to crack,
A wall that stood tall and black,
It suddenly felt a little sad,
And wondered if destruction was all it had.

So it decided to change its ways,
And use its strength for better days,
Instead of breaking things apart,
It would help build and make a start.

And now it's known as a mighty friend,
Whose power and strength never end,
But instead of causing chaos and strife,
It helps create a better life.

Reflections

1. What did the mighty machine use to do before it started helping to build and create?
2. How did the machine feel when it was destroying things?
3. Why did the machine decide to change its ways and help build instead?
4. What did the machine do to help build and create things?
5. How do you think the other characters in the story felt about the machine's change of heart?
6. What do you think the machine learned from its experience of changing its ways?
7. Can you think of a time when you or someone you know did something that they regretted and then decided to change their ways?