Once upon a time, there was a pencil named Pen. Pen lived on a table and loved to write in his book. One day, while he was writing, he realized that he needed an eraser to correct his mistakes. So, he went on a quest to find the perfect eraser.
He asked the chair for help, but it just rocked back and forth saying "I'm just a chair, I can't help you."
Next, he approached the bag and asked for help, but the bag replied "I'm just a bag, I'm full of things, not ideas."
Just when Pen thought all hope was lost, he saw a pen lying on the table and had an idea. He asked the pen: "Hey pen, do you know where I can find an eraser?" The pen replied with a smirk: "Why don't you just write in pen and be done with it?"
Pen couldn't stop laughing and from that day on, he always carried a pen with him so he wouldn't have to search for an eraser again. The end.

Reflections

1. What did Pen need to correct his mistakes while writing?
2. Who did Pen ask for help in finding an eraser?
3. What was the pen's solution to Pen's problem?
4. What did Pen learn from his misadventure?