The Little Girl and the Morning Bird
Sophie was a little girl who loved to dream. Every night, she would snuggle into her warm bed, close her eyes, and drift into magical worlds filled with castles, talking animals, and candy clouds. But waking up in the morning? That was the hard part!
Her mother always had to call her three times before she finally opened her sleepy eyes. "Sophie, wake up! It's time for school!" her mother would say. But Sophie would groan and pull the blanket over her head, wishing for just five more minutes of sleep.
One chilly morning, something different happened. Just as the first rays of sunlight peeked through her curtains, Sophie heard a gentle tapping on her window. Tap, tap, tap.
At first, she thought she was dreaming. But then, tap, tap, tap!—it came again. Curious, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. Who could it be?
She tiptoed to the window and carefully pulled back the curtain. To her surprise, a small, bright blue bird was sitting on the windowsill, its tiny beak tapping against the glass. It had shiny feathers that shimmered in the sunlight and little black eyes full of curiosity.
"Hello there!" Sophie whispered, pressing her hands against the cold window. The bird tilted its head and chirped as if it was saying, "Good morning!"
Sophie quickly opened the window just a little. The bird didn’t fly away. Instead, it flapped its wings happily and chirped a sweet tune. It was as if it was greeting her!
From that day on, the little blue bird became Sophie's special friend. Every morning, before the alarm clock could even ring, she would hear the familiar tap, tap, tap at her window. The bird would sing a cheerful song, waking her up in the most wonderful way.
Sophie no longer needed her mother to call her over and over again. She would jump out of bed with a smile, open the window, and greet her tiny friend. "Good morning, Bluebell!" she named him after the blue flowers she loved.
Bluebell was more than just a morning visitor. Every afternoon, he would wait on a tree branch near the school gate. As soon as Sophie came out, he would flutter down, chirping excitedly, as if asking, How was your day?
On weekends, Sophie would sit in the garden with a small dish of seeds, and Bluebell would hop onto the table, nibbling happily while she told him about her adventures. "Today, I drew a picture of you in art class!" she would say. Or, "I read a story about a brave little bird. It reminded me of you!"
As the months passed, their friendship grew stronger. Bluebell always knew when Sophie needed cheering up. On rainy days, when she felt a little gloomy, he would tap on the window and sing his happiest song, making her laugh.
One winter morning, Sophie woke up and rushed to the window as usual, but there was no tap, tap, tap. She waited, but Bluebell didn’t come.
"Maybe he's sleeping in today," she thought, but deep down, she felt a little worried.
The next morning, she waited again. No Bluebell. The world outside was covered in snow, and the trees were bare. Sophie wrapped herself in a scarf and went outside, looking around.
"Bluebell?" she called softly. No answer.
Days passed, and still, Bluebell didn’t return. Sophie missed her little friend terribly, but her mother reminded her, "Birds sometimes travel far in winter, but if he is truly your friend, he will come back."
Sophie held onto those words, hoping Bluebell was safe and warm somewhere.
Then, one sunny morning, as winter was melting into spring, Sophie woke up to a familiar sound. Tap, tap, tap!
Her heart leaped with joy. She ran to the window, and there, on the sill, was Bluebell! His feathers looked shinier than ever, and he chirped a happy melody, as if saying, I'm back!
Sophie clapped her hands and opened the window wide. "Bluebell! You came back!"
Bluebell flapped his wings and hopped onto her windowsill, chirping joyfully. Sophie knew then that no matter where he went, he would always return.
And from that day on, Bluebell remained her loyal morning friend, waking her up with his cheerful song, making sure she never missed a single beautiful sunrise.