The Morning Mystery of Flying Bubbles for Kids
Early in the morning…
POP!
Noah jumped.
Lily laughed.
“What was that?” said Noah.
The room was quiet again.
Then—
Puff… puff… puff…
Bubbles came from nowhere!
They zoomed up,
swirled around,
and danced in the sunlight
Lily clapped.
“They’re alive!”
Noah looked under the table.
“Who started this?”
On the bed lay the bubble wand.
It was not there before.
Or… was it?
Noah picked it up.
Shake—WHOOSH!
So many bubbles flew out!
Big ones.
Tiny ones.
Fast ones.
The bubbles glowed and made soft sounds
They raced to the window,
then suddenly—
they stopped.
Tap!
Pop!
One bubble did not pop.
It floated higher…
higher…
It touched the sun
and—
the sun shined brighter!
Lily gasped.
“Did the bubble do that?”
The bubbles vanished.
The wand was quiet again.
Noah smiled.
“I think the bubbles wake up the morning.”
Lily nodded.
“And tomorrow…
they’ll surprise us again!”
