Read together
The knight climbed a high path before night. He needed the right light — bright
enough to show stones, not so harsh that it hurt his eyes.
At the top, a small lamp waited. It was the right choice. Bright beams marked the
safe edge. Night came softly. The knight rested, glad he had not guessed in the
dark.
Below, windows showed other lights. Above, stars hung high. The knight whispered
thanks for the bright night light that led him the right way home.
They spoke once more to be sure every word felt clear and useful.
A quiet pause followed, then a smile that said the practice had worked.
Outside, ordinary sounds continued, but the lesson stayed with them.
Talk about it
Reflection
What did the knight need, and when did he need it?