Once upon a time, in a meadow so bright, lived a rabbit named Rocco and a turtle named Tilly tight. Rocco the rabbit was zippy and quick, always hopping, always slick.

Rocco would zoom, zip, and soar, while Tilly would plod, patient to the core. One sunny day, Rocco said with a grin, 'Tilly, let's race! I know I'll win!'

'Slow and steady wins the race,' Tilly said softly with a smile on her face. Rocco chuckled and said, 'We'll see, let's start now, under this big oak tree!'

Rocco zoomed off in a flash, while Tilly began her slow and steady dash. Rocco sprinted, 'Whoosh,' he was gone, 'Tilly will never catch me, not even at dawn!'

But soon Rocco got tired of his speedy fun, 'I'll rest for a bit, the race I've already won.' He laid under a tree, all cozy and snug, thinking he had victory wrapped in a hug.

Tilly kept moving, step by step, thinking of the end as she took each prep. The birds chirped, the leaves were green, Tilly's journey was serene.

Rocco snoozed, dreaming away, while Tilly inched closer to winning the day. The sky turned orange, dusk was near, Tilly was now drawing clear.

Rocco awoke with a start, 'Oh no, I've been lazy and now I'm behind in the race I'd thought so hazy!' He darted and dashed, haste in his hop, but realized too late, he couldn't catch up.

Tilly was now at the finish line, moving ever slowly, she took her time. 'Slow and steady wins the race,' she said with a gleeful face.

Rocco panted and sighed, 'Tilly, you're right. I should have known, speed isn't everything.' Tilly smiled and said with delight, 'Patience, my friend, brings a win in the end.'

They laughed and hugged, and agreed to play, every single day, in their own special way. From that day forward, they'd always say, 'We are the best of friends, come what may!'

So, dear children, remember this tale, about Rocco the rabbit and Tilly so frail. Speed isn't everything, it's true indeed, slow and steady is the way to succeed.