One sunny day, a shiny acorn fell.
It rolled and rolled down to the ground.
“Where am I?” squeaked the acorn.
“You are in the forest!” giggled a squirrel.
The acorn was very curious.
“I want to see the forest!” the acorn said.
The forest was big and green.
Tall trees stood all around.
Birds chirped happily in the trees.
Little animals scurried on the ground.
The acorn was excited to move.
“Can you help me see?” asked the acorn.
“Yes, hop onto my back,” said the squirrel.
Up they went, climbing trees.
They stopped at a branch high up.
The acorn looked all around.
“Wow, I see so much!” the acorn said.
“Look at the birds,” pointed the squirrel.
“And listen to the wind,” the acorn said.
“I hear it, whoosh, whoosh!” laughed the squirrel.
Just then, the branch began to shake.
“Oh no,” whispered the acorn, “I’m slipping!”
“Hold on, little acorn!” shouted the squirrel.
But it was too late.
The acorn fell to the ground.
“I’m okay!” cheered the acorn.
The squirrel rushed down to see.
“What fun that was!” said the acorn.
“Now, I know the forest,” it smiled.
“Let’s explore more tomorrow,” said the squirrel.
The forest was full of wonders.
And the acorn was happy.
The end.