Once upon a time in the whimsical woods of Wiggly Weeds, there lived a wee worm named Gus. Gus was always grumpy and glum, with a furrowed face and a drooping tail.
One sunny morning, Gus wriggled out of his cozy hole and stumbled upon a sparkling sight: magic mushrooms! They shimmered and glowed, lighting up the forest with a radiant rainbow.
A wise, whispering wind whooshed through the woods, saying, 'Dear Gus, these are not just any mushrooms. They are the Mushrooms of Gratitude. They will show you the joy in all things!'
Gus grumbled, but he was intrigued. He decided to nibble on a mushroom. 'POP!' went the mushrooms, and 'Wow!' went Gus. He was suddenly surrounded by fluttering fairies, dancing and giggling.
The fairies sang, 'Gratitude, Gratitude, feel it in your heart! Gratitude, Gratitude, it's a magical start!' They fluttered and flopped, spun and twirled, filling Gus’s heart with warmth.
Gus felt a tingle in his tail. Everything looked brighter! The flowers seemed to smile, and the chirping of the birds sounded like sweet songs just for him.
He squirmed and squiggled, happy as a clam. The trees swayed with joy and whispered, 'Thank you, Gus, for seeing us!' Gus laughed and replied, 'Thank you, trees, for being my friends!'
As Gus wiggled home, he noticed a lonely ladybug and decided to share his newfound joy. 'Hello, little ladybug! What a lovely day we have!' The ladybug gleamed and glowed with gratitude.
Every critter he met, Gus greeted with grace. He showed gratitude to the crunchy leaves, to the twinkling stars, and even to the tiniest of ants.
By nightfall, the Mushrooms of Gratitude had worked their magic. Gus was no longer the grumpy worm in the woods. He was Gus the Grateful, spreading joy and light wherever he wriggled.
The fairies fluttered back, ready to sing their refrain once more. 'Gratitude, Gratitude, let it fill the air! Gratitude, Gratitude, we’ll always care!'
And so, under the starry sky, Gus whispered to the wind, 'Thank you, thank you, for teaching me that gratitude brings light and love into the world.' And with that, he drifted into a dreamy, grateful slumber.
Reflection Questions