Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Sarah who loved to play outside. One day, as she was running and jumping in the yard, she tripped and fell down a deep hole. She fell fast and before she knew it, she was surrounded by darkness. Sarah was scared, but then she noticed something beautiful - snowflakes were falling from the sky and swirling around her. She reached out and caught one on her finger. It was so delicate and pretty. Suddenly, she wasn't afraid anymore. She lay there, watching the snowflakes fall, and feeling grateful to be surrounded by such beauty, even in the dark and deep hole. The end.

Reflections

-What do you think Sarah felt when she fell into the deep hole?
-What made Sarah feel better about being in the dark and deep hole?
-What can you learn from Sarah's experience in the story?