pappa-please-get-the-moon-for-me.ppt

BeforeMonicawenttobedshelookedoutofherwindowandsawthemoon.Themoonlookedsonear.“IwishIcouldplaywiththemoon,”thoughtMonica,andreachedforit.Butnomatterhowmuchshestretched,shecouldnottouchthemoon.“Papa,”saidMonicatoherfather,”pleasegetthemoonforme.”Papagotaverylongladder.Hecarriedtheverylongladdertowardsaveryhighmountain.ThenPapaputtheverylongladderontopoftheveryhighmountain.Upandupandupheclimbed.Finally,Papagottothemoon.”MydaughterMonicawouldliketoplaywithyou,”saidPapa,”butyouaremuchtoobig.”“EverynightIgetalittlesmaller,”saidthemoon.“WhenIamjusttherightsizeyoucantakemewithyou.”And,indeed,themoongotsmallerandsmallerandsmaller.Whenthemoonwasjusttherightsize,Papatookit.Downanddownanddownheclimbed.“Here,”saidPapatoMonica,”Ihavethemoonforyou.”Monicajumpedanddancedwiththemoon.Shehuggedthemoonandthrewitintotheair.Butthemoonkeptgettingsmallerandsmallerandsmaller,andfinallyitdisappearedaltogether.Then,onenight,Monicasawathinsliverofthemoonreappear.Eachnightthemoongrew...andgrewandgrew...