Sara Goes to the Park

Today is Saturday. Sara and Dad go to the park. It is a big, green park. The sun is bright.

Sara runs to the gate. She stops. She sees something tall. It has two ropes and a seat. She says, "What is this?"

"It is a swing," Dad says. Sara sits on the seat. Dad pushes. The swing goes up. It goes down. Sara laughs. "I am so high!" she says.

Next, Sara sees something long and red. It has steps. She says, "What is this?"

"It is a slide," Dad says. Sara goes up the steps. She sits at the top. Then she goes down, fast. "Again!" she says. She slides one time. Two times. Three times.

Dad points to the water. Sara sees small animals on it. They are yellow and brown. She says, "What is this?"

"They are ducks," Dad says. Sara counts them. "One, two, three, four ducks!" The ducks swim near her. Sara waves. "Hello, ducks!" she says.

Sara walks on the grass. She sees something small and yellow. It is next to a tree. She says, "What is this?"

"It is a flower," Dad says. Sara touches it. It is soft. She smells it. "It smells nice!" she says. She does not pick it. "Stay here, little flower," she says.

Then Sara sees something dark on the ground. It is next to her feet. When she walks, it walks. When she stops, it stops. She says, "What is this?"

"It is your shadow," Dad says. Sara jumps. The shadow jumps too. Sara laughs. "My shadow is my friend!" she says.

Dad sits on a bench. Sara sits next to him. She is a little tired. Dad has a bag. He takes out two red apples.

"Here you are," Dad says. Sara takes an apple. She eats it. It is sweet and cold.

"Do you like the park?" Dad asks.

"Yes!" Sara says. "I love the park. I like the swing. I like the slide. I like the ducks. And I like my shadow."

Dad smiles. "We can come again next week."

"Yes, please!" Sara says.

See you next time, Sara!