He didn't stay still. He rolled past a sleepy ladybug and under a giant sunflower."Where are you going, little seed?" asked the sunflower."To find adventure!" Percy declared.
Weeks passed. The other peas in the pod were eaten for dinner. But Percy? Percy had grown. In the spring, a tiny, vibrant green sprout pushed through the soil. Percy was no longer a little pea; he was a beautiful, climbing pea plant, full of new, tiny green peas, ready to share his story with the garden. If you'd like, I can: He didn't stay still
One bright morning, the pod popped! The five peas rolled out. Three landed in a sunny spot and were happy. One rolled into a messy gutter. But Percy? Percy rolled down, down, down, right onto the soft green grass. The other peas in the pod were eaten for dinner
Finally, tired but happy, Percy fell into a tiny, soft hole in the soil. A friendly mole helped cover him up."Goodnight, world," whispered Percy, sinking into the dirt. In the spring, a tiny, vibrant green sprout