Pip woke up early. Today is Pip’s first day at nursery.
Pip: “Will I stay there all day?”
Bramble came to the door and said softly, “Just for the morning. And a grown-up always comes back.”
Pip and Bramble walked along the mossy path.
Hazel: “Hello Pip! There are blocks at nursery, and paint.”
Pip: “Blocks and paint. Okay.”
Old Oakley the owl waited on a low branch.
Old Oakley: “You hang up your coat, then you play. If nursery feels too big, hold on to one thing you like.”
Pip: “One thing I like?”
Old Oakley: “Yes, little one. The blocks can be that thing.”
Inside the big hollow tree it was warm and busy. Bramble waved goodbye from the door.
Pip: “Bye, Bramble.”
Pip sat by the blocks. A little rabbit sat down too, and the tower grew tall.
Then Bramble came back, just as promised.
Pip: “I made a tower!”
Pip walked home with a painting and a sleepy smile.