In the tiny town of Squigglewood, there lived a girl named Jazzy. She had sparkling eyes and a heart full of dreams, but there was one thing that made her feel small—Jazzy couldn't read at all.

Jazzy loved music and sang with glee, her voice was magical like birds in a tree. Yet when it came to stories and books, her courage would shrink and vanish in nooks.

One sunny day, while playing her tune, Jazzy met a wise old raccoon. 'Hello there, Jazzy,' he said with a grin, 'I've heard your music dance on a pin!'

'But why so glum, why stop at the trees? Your dreams can grow higher if you believe! Reading seems tough, it may give you a fright, but inside those books, your dreams will take flight!'

Jazzy pondered his words, so bright and true, and decided then she wouldn’t feel blue. She’d tackle each word like a note in a song, with practice, she knew she couldn’t go wrong.

With a hop and a skip, she went to her room, filling it with light, dispelling the gloom. There she found books, dust on each cover, and opened the first, eager to discover.

'Cat and hat, hat and cat,' she read aloud with a voice that grew fat. 'Sound it out, syllable by syllable, every new word, wonderfully edible!'

Days turned to weeks, and weeks into more, Jazzy's world opened like a magical door. The words once feared now danced in her mind, no longer trapped, no longer confined.

Soon enough, Jazzy's town came to see the girl they once called unready to read. Now shared stories with friends night and day, showing that hard work can light up the way.

Jazzy and the raccoon met then and there, 'You’ve done it, girl, you've soared through the air!' With a twinkle, he vanished in a mixtape, leaving Jazzy grinning from nape to nape.

Her heart now sung louder, her eyes gleamed bright, under the Squigglewood stars, every night. Jazzy found the key, the secret to see that inside her heart was the ultimate ME.

So remember dear reader, when you face a wall, tackle it bravely, break down the stall. With each little step, you will find the glee, like Jazzy did, in discovering the ME.