The squirrel smiled and felt so bright, For he had done what’s good and right.

**Moral:** Honesty is always the best policy. Being truthful and fair brings happiness and trust.

The squirrel smiled and felt so bright, For he had done what’s good and right.

The bear was pleased and gave a cheer, “Thank you, squirrel, you’re so sincere!”

He found a bear with a gentle face, And returned the nuts, with grace.

So off he went, through woods so grand, To find the owner of the land.

But then he paused and shook his head, “That wouldn’t be right,” he said.

He thought, “I could keep them all, And build myself a great big hall.”

He found a stash of nuts one day, Left by someone along the way.

He found a stash of nuts one day, Left by someone along the way.

In the forest, deep and wide, Lived a squirrel, full of pride.

"The Honest Little Squirrel" *Theme: Honesty and Integrity*

"The Honest Little Squirrel" *Theme: Honesty and Integrity*

The caterpillar, now a butterfly, Flew up to greet the morning sky.

The caterpillar, now a butterfly, Flew up to greet the morning sky.

Good things come to those who wait. Patience can lead to beautiful transformations

Good things come to those who wait. Patience can lead to beautiful transformations

Good things come to those who wait. Patience can lead to beautiful transformations

The caterpillar, now a butterfly, Flew up to greet the morning sky.

Bright and colorful, every hue.

Then one day, he felt a change, His world began to rearrange.

Through the joy and through the pain

"I want to fly," he said one day, "But I’m just stuck here in the clay."

In a garden green and bright, Lived a caterpillar, day and night.

"The Butterfly and the Caterpillar" Theme: Patience and Transformation

"The Butterfly and the Caterpillar" Theme: Patience and Transformation

Moral: Good things come to those who wait. Patience can lead to beautiful transformations

The caterpillar, now a butterfly, Flew up to greet the morning sky.

Out he came, wings soft and new, Bright and colorful, every hue.

Then one day, he felt a change, His world began to rearrange.

So he waited through the sun and rain, Through the joy and through the pain.

The wise old tree gave a gentle sigh, "Be patient, dear, your time will fly."

The wise old tree gave a gentle sigh, "Be patient, dear, your time will fly."

"I want to fly," he said one day, "But I’m just stuck here in the clay."

He watched the butterflies flutter by, Wishing he could soar so high.

In a garden green and bright, Lived a caterpillar, day and night.