Once upon a time, in a magical land, there lived four friends who loved to dream and explore. There was Lily, who loved to paint pretty pictures; Alex, who built tall castles out of blocks; Mia, who loved to dance; and Max, who told stories that made everyone smile.
One sunny morning, the friends met under a magical tree that could grant wishes. The tree’s leaves whispered in the wind, and its branches swayed with excitement.
“I wonder what we will be when we grow up,” Lily said, holding her paintbrush.
“Maybe I’ll be a brave knight,” Alex said, stacking his blocks high.
Mia twirled around. “I want to dance on big stages and make people happy.”
Max grinned. “I’ll be a storyteller and travel the world, sharing stories.”
The magical tree listened to their dreams. “Close your eyes, dear friends,” it whispered. “Let your imagination take flight.”
The friends closed their eyes and started to dream. Suddenly, they found themselves in a land of endless possibilities. Lily’s paints turned into a rainbow of colors that painted the sky with beautiful sunsets. Alex’s blocks became huge towers reaching the clouds. Mia’s dances made everyone happy as she twirled on big stages. Max’s stories took him on adventures across mountains and oceans, making people smile everywhere he went.
As they dreamed, they realized they could be anything they wanted. Their dreams were as big as the stars in the sky.
When they opened their eyes, the magical tree glowed with joy. “Remember, my dear friends, the wonderful things you will be are already inside you,” it said.
The friends went back to their everyday lives, but they never forgot their dreams. Lily kept painting, Alex kept building, Mia kept dancing, and Max kept telling stories.
Years went by, and the friends grew up. Lily became an artist whose paintings made people happy. Alex designed amazing buildings. Mia’s dances brought joy to everyone who watched, and Max’s stories brought people together.
One day, they returned to the magical tree. They looked up at its branches, now older and stronger, and smiled. “Thank you for helping us believe in our dreams,” Mia said.
The tree’s leaves rustled in the wind. “You were the ones who believed in your dreams,” it said. “I just reminded you of the magic inside you.”
The end.
Questions:
- What did each friend love to do?
- What did the magical tree help the friends realize?
- What did the friends become when they grew up?