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THE UNIQUE SNOWFLAKELoading...
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By Riley McKinnonLoading...
Illustrated by Mid Journey Loading...
EDU 151
Once upon a time, in a far-off kingdom, there lived a curious little girl named Sarah. She loved to play in the snow and watch the snowflakes fall from the sky. Every winter, she would spend hours outside, catching snowflakes on her tongue and making snowmen with her friends. But as the years went by, she couldn't help but notice that the snowflakes seemed to all look the same. She began to wonder, "Are all snowflakes the same?"
Determined to find out, Sarah set off on a journey to ask the wise old snowman who lived at the top of the mountain. She packed a bag with warm clothes and food and set out early one morning. The journey was long and treacherous, with steep cliffs and deep valleys to navigate. But Sarah was determined and she didn't let the obstacles stop her.
Once upon a time, in a far-off kingdom, there lived a curious little girl named Sarah. She loved to play in the snow and watch the snowflakes fall from the sky. Every winter, she would spend hours outside, catching snowflakes on her tongue and making snowmen with her friends. But as the years went by, she couldn't help but notice that the snowflakes seemed to all look the same. She began to wonder, "Are all snowflakes the same?"
Determined to find out, Sarah set off on a journey to ask the wise old snowman who lived at the top of the mountain. She packed a bag with warm clothes and food and set out early one morning. The journey was long and treacherous, with steep cliffs and deep valleys to navigate. But Sarah was determined and she didn't let the obstacles stop her.
After many days of traveling, she finally reached the snowman's igloo. She knocked on the door and a deep, rumbling voice called out, "Who goes there?"
"It's Sarah," she called back. "I've come to ask the wise old snowman a question."
The door opened and Sarah found herself face to face with the tallest and most magnificent snowman she had ever seen.
"It's Sarah," she called back. "I've come to ask the wise old snowman a question."
The door opened and Sarah found herself face to face with the tallest and most magnificent snowman she had ever seen.
"Oh wise old snowman," Sarah said, bowing respectfully. "I've come to ask if all snowflakes are the same."
The snowman smiled and said, "No, my dear. Each snowflake is unique and special in its own way. Just like you and me, no two snowflakes are exactly alike."
The snowman smiled and said, "No, my dear. Each snowflake is unique and special in its own way. Just like you and me, no two snowflakes are exactly alike."
After many days of traveling, she finally reached the snowman's igloo. She knocked on the door and a deep, rumbling voice called out, "Who goes there?"
"It's Sarah," she called back. "I've come to ask the wise old snowman a question."
The door opened and Sarah found herself face to face with the tallest and most magnificent snowman she had ever seen.
"It's Sarah," she called back. "I've come to ask the wise old snowman a question."
The door opened and Sarah found herself face to face with the tallest and most magnificent snowman she had ever seen.
"Oh wise old snowman," Sarah said, bowing respectfully. "I've come to ask if all snowflakes are the same."
The snowman smiled and said, "No, my dear. Each snowflake is unique and special in its own way. Just like you and me, no two snowflakes are exactly alike."
The snowman smiled and said, "No, my dear. Each snowflake is unique and special in its own way. Just like you and me, no two snowflakes are exactly alike."
Sarah was amazed. She had never thought about it that way before. The snowman went on to explain that snowflakes are formed in the clouds, where tiny ice crystals come together to create intricate and beautiful patterns. The temperature and humidity of the air, as well as the wind and other weather conditions, all play a role in determining the shape and structure of each snowflake.
Sarah thanked the snowman for his wisdom and set off back home, with a newfound appreciation for the beauty and individuality of snowflakes. From that day on, she would always take a moment to observe the snowflakes and marvel at their uniqueness. She would tell her friends and family about her journey and the wise old snowman's words. And she lived happily ever after, with a deep understanding and love for the natural world around her.
