Once upon a time, there was a little star named Twinkle. Twinkle lived in the big, dark sky. Twinkle was a curious student who loved to learn new things. But Twinkle had a problem.
Twinkle did not like to share. Twinkle wanted to keep all the shiny moonbeams just for Twinkle. 'Mine, mine, mine! 'said Twinkle.
Swish, swish, swish went Twinkle's tail. One night, the Helpful Teacher came to visit. The Helpful Teacher was a big, friendly Moon. Moon had a soft, glowing face.
Moon smiled at Twinkle. 'Hello, little star,'said Moon. 'It is time for our lesson. 'Twinkle crossed little arms.
'I do not want to learn,'said Twinkle. 'I want to play with my shiny rocks. 'Moon looked at the shiny rocks. They were very pretty.
'Are those moon rocks? 'asked Moon. 'Yes! 'said Twinkle.
'They are all mine. 'Moon nodded gently. 'They are very nice,'said Moon. 'But sharing makes the heart grow bigger.
'Twinkle did not understand. Twinkle held the rocks tight. 'If I share, I will have less,'thought Twinkle. Suddenly, a little comet zoomed by.
Zoom! Whoosh! The comet looked very sad. The comet had no shiny rocks to play with.
The comet just had dusty ice. Twinkle watched the comet. The comet sat alone. Twinkle felt a funny feeling in the tummy.
It was a sad feeling. Twinkle looked at the shiny rocks. Then Twinkle looked at the sad comet.
Moon smiled softly. 'Sharing is caring,'whispered Moon. Twinkle took a deep breath. Twinkle walked over to the comet.
'Do you want to play? 'asked Twinkle. The comet looked up with big eyes. 'Really?
'asked the comet. 'Yes,'said Twinkle. 'But I only have dusty ice,'said the comet. 'That is okay!
'said Twinkle. 'We can share my shiny rocks. 'Twinkle gave a shiny rock to the comet. Clack, clack went the rocks.
The comet was so happy. The comet started to dance. Spin, spin, spin! Then the comet did something magical.
The comet took the dusty ice and the shiny rock and mixed them together. Sparkle! Pop! Suddenly, a beautiful rainbow of light appeared in the sky.
It was the most beautiful thing ever. Twinkle gasped. 'Wow! 'said Twinkle.
'Look what we made! 'Moon clapped big, round hands. 'See? 'said Moon.
'When you share, you make magic. 'Twinkle felt warm and happy inside. It was better than keeping the rocks. Twinkle and the comet played all night.
They rolled the shiny rocks. They bounced the moonbeams. Boing, boing, boing! Twinkle was not lonely anymore.
Twinkle had a friend. Can you guess what happened next? Twinkle gave the comet another rock. And another.
Soon, all the stars in the sky came to play. They all shared their shiny things. The sky became full of bright, happy colors. Twinkle learned a big lesson that night.
Sharing is not about losing things. Sharing is about making friends. And friends are the best treasure of all. Twinkle looked at Moon.
'Thank you, Teacher,'said Twinkle. Moon smiled a big, crescent smile. 'You are a wonderful student, Twinkle. 'Twinkle closed sleepy eyes.
The night was full of giggles and light. The End.