Goodnight Chick

Kyah loved her family farm in Hartford. Every night, she rode her pink Jeep to say goodnight to the chickens and cows. But one evening, she noticed something strange. One of the chicks was missing! Kyah felt a little scared.

Kyah knew she had to find the missing chick. She drove her Jeep to the chicken coop. The other chickens clucked nervously. Kyah took a deep breath. She had to be brave.

Kyah decided to search the barn first. She opened the big barn door carefully. It was dark inside. She tiptoed in, her heart beating fast. But she couldn't see the chick anywhere.

Kyah felt a little sad but didn't give up. She drove her Jeep to the big field. Maybe the chick wandered off there. She called out, 'Chick, where are you?' But there was no answer.

Kyah decided to check the pond next. She reached the pond and looked around. The water was quiet, and there were no chicks in sight. Kyah felt a bit more worried.

Kyah's Grandpa saw her and asked, ' - What's wrong, Kyah?' Kyah explained, ' - I can't find the chick!' Grandpa gave her a hug. ' - Don't worry, we'll find it together,' he said.

They searched the flower garden next. Kyah and Grandpa looked under every bush. ' - Here, chick, chick,' they called. But the chick wasn't there either.

Kyah felt tears in her eyes. ' - What if we never find it?' she asked. Grandpa smiled, ' - We won't give up yet. Maybe it's hiding somewhere special.'

They decided to check the haystack. Kyah climbed up carefully. ' - Be careful, Kyah,' Grandpa said. She looked around but didn't see the chick.

Kyah felt really tired. She sat down and sighed. ' - I can't find it, Grandpa.' Grandpa patted her head. ' - Sometimes, we need to rest and think,' he said.

Kyah thought about giving up. ' - Maybe the chick is gone forever.' Grandpa looked at her and said, ' - Remember, courage means trying even when it's hard.'

Kyah felt a little better. ' - Okay, let's try one more place,' she said. They headed toward the old oak tree. Kyah had a feeling the chick might be there.

As they approached the oak tree, Kyah heard a faint cheep. ' - Did you hear that?' she whispered. Grandpa nodded. ' - Let's look closer,' he said.

Under the oak tree, they found a tiny hole. Kyah peeked inside. ' - I see it! The chick is here!' she exclaimed. Grandpa helped her carefully pull the chick out.

Kyah hugged the chick tightly. ' - I'm so glad we found you!' Grandpa smiled and said, ' - You did it, Kyah. You were brave and didn't give up.'

That night, Kyah rode her pink Jeep to say goodnight to the chickens and cows again. ' - Goodnight, chick,' she said happily. Kyah felt proud and brave.