PrinceThe Brave Little
There once was a prince who was very… very… very small. His crown kept sliding over his eyes. “I am a prince,” he said. “I should do something princely.”
prince pulled. Nothing.He saw a big gray rock in the garden. A tiny green frog was stuck under it. The
prince looked at his crown. He looked at his hands. He tried again.“I am too small,” he whispered. The frog squeaked, “I am too stuck.” The
He pushed. He wiggled. He grunted. The rock rolled off with a THUMP.
“You did it!” cried the frog. The small prince sat down, huffing. “My arms are noodles.”
“But you are my brave prince,” said the frog. The prince smiled. “I guess… that is pretty princely.”