“Do I have to go to bed now, Grandpa Jake?” asked Tristan. He wanted to
stay up longer.
“Sleep is good for you,” said Grandpa Jake. “It keeps you healthy, helps you
grow, and gives you energy for the next day. How about I tell you a story?”
Our story begins on a sunny afternoon. The dinosaurs were about to go home
“Tomorrow we will be going on a nature hike,” announced Mr. Nuggin.
“Hooray!” cried the students.
“We’re going to leave early in the morning. Please get a good night’s rest.”
“I’m going to stay awake the whole night,” Wesley later told his friends. “That
way I’ll be the first one ready.”
“If you don’t sleep tonight, you’ll be very tired tomorrow,” said Crispin.
“No, I won’t! You’ll see,” said Wesley.
That night Wesley did his best to stay awake. He got snacks from the kitchen.
He read stories. He even tried to count all the stars in the sky.
The next day, Suds and Crispin made their way to the meeting spot.
“Hello,” said Wesley. “I was up and ready before anybody else this morning.
And I stayed up all night long!”
When the hike started, Wesley was right in the front. But as the hours passed, he
started to go slower.
“This path sure is steep! I don’t know why I feel so out of breath. I’m never tired on
As the day wore on, Wesley got more and more tired, and soon he began to
feel very cold.
Not long after, Mr. Nuggin turned to count all his students. “Oh dear! Where is
They began searching for Wesley everywhere. He was nowhere to be found!
Suddenly Crispin saw something! There was little Wesley, shivering and
“It looks like we’re going to have to head home,” said Mr. Nuggin as he
looked at Wesley.
The dinosaurs were disappointed. “But we haven’t made it to the top yet!”
“I don’t think Wesley can make it any further. We can try this hike again
another time,” replied Mr. Nuggin.
Wesley was sick in bed.
“Just a few more days of rest and you should
be all better,” said his mother.
“I think Crispin, Suds, and Dixie are mad at
me,” Wesley told his mother. “I ruined the
hike! I was so excited that I stayed up all
“That explains why you got so tired and sick!”
said his mother.
“I’m so sorry. If I had known this was going to
happen, I would have gone to bed when I
was supposed to.”
“I’m sure you would have,” replied his mother,
“but sometimes you need to obey even
though you don’t understand all the reasons.”
When Wesley returned to school, he told his class, “I’m very sorry that everyone had to
stop our hike early because of me. I should have gone to bed when my parents and
friends told me to.”
“Thank you for explaining your lesson to the class, Wesley,” said Mr. Nuggin. “We forgive
you. Don’t we, class?”
“We sure do!” agreed the dinosaurs.
Several weeks later, Mr. Nuggin announced that there would be another field trip.
Everyone was so excited, especially Wesley.
“Mom, we’re going on a hike tomorrow! Can I go to bed early and get some extra
sleep?” asked Wesley.
The next day Wesley was full of energy. The group made it to the very top of the
“If I was going on a hike, I’d be sure to
sleep super well the night before,” said
“I’m glad to hear that,” said Grandpa
Jake, “but it’s important to get good rest
“Why?” wondered Tristan.
“Your body is strengthened when you
sleep. If you don’t get enough sleep
you’re more likely to get sick,” explained
“I don’t like being sick,” Tristan said. “I’d
better go to bed and get a good night’s
sleep. Goodnight, Grandpa!”
Your body needs proper rest in order to stay healthy. If you
sleep well and eat well, you will be less likely to get sick.
“This pop-up tent is so nice, Grandpa Jake! It’s going to be so much fun
camping with my friends!” exclaimed Tristan.
“It sure is!” added Chantal, as she joined Tristan and Troy. “I have my
sleeping bag and camping gear too!”
A little later something in Chantal’s backpack caught Troy’s eye.
Wow! Chantal’s flashlight! It’s so much cooler than mine. I bet the light is
Chantal was angry when she saw Troy playing with her flashlight. “Who
said you could use my flashlight? Give it back!”
“What’s the matter?” asked Grandpa Jake.
“Troy took my new flashlight and was turning it on and off. Now the
batteries are dead!” explained Chantal. “So I went to take his
batteries, but he took them and ran away. I’m mad at him!”
“There are better ways to solve problems than trying to get back
at the other person for what he or she did to you,” said Grandpa
Jake. “Why don’t I tell you the story about Suds and Dixie, and
what happened when they got into a similar situation.”
Dixie loved to paint bright, colorful pictures of flowers and butterflies. She
painted on paper, on big leaves, and even on tree bark.
Mr. Nuggin had asked his students to bring to class something they had made.
Dixie brought some of her favorite paintings, and Suds brought carved soap
bars shaped like animals.
When it was time to go home, Dixie looked over and saw one of Suds’ soaps in
the shape of a duck.
I have an idea! I could paint it for my mother. It would be so pretty! And so,
Dixie took the soap bar.
Later that day, while Dixie was painting the bar of soap, someone came up
“Hey! That’s my soap bar! You’re messing it all up!” exclaimed
“I’m not messing it up. I’m decorating it,” said Dixie as she took the
soap and ran away.
Suds was very upset. “She took my bar of soap, so I’m going to
take her shells!”
When Suds got home, her first thought was, I’d better hide these shells! She put the
shells on her bed. Just then she heard her mother calling, so she sat on the shells to
hide them. Crunch!
“Oh no!” cried Suds as she jumped up. “I crushed the shells when I sat on them! Dixie
will be so angry at me!”
When Mother came in the room and saw the broken shells and the tears in Suds’ eyes,
she knew something was wrong. Suds told her mother about what had happened.
“Dixie will probably be sad, but it’s better that you tell her the truth,” said Dixie’s mother.
“You were upset that Dixie took your soap, but you shouldn’t have taken her shells.
When you do something unkind to others, even if you think you have a good reason, it
hurts them, and it hurts you too.”
“You’re right, Mom. I’ll tell Dixie about her shells and apologize.”
The next day at Dixie’s house, Suds said, “I took your shells because I was angry
at you for taking my soap. I accidentally broke some of them. I’m so sorry!”
Dixie was sad, but then she said, “Actually, I’m the one who should be saying
sorry. I should have asked before taking your soap.”
“I forgive you!” Suds replied. ”You can keep the soap.”
“I have an idea for something we can do with these broken shells,” Dixie
said. “We can glue them to the outside of a box to decorate it. It can be our
“I’m sorry for wasting your batteries, Chantal. You can use my batteries if
you like,” said Troy.
“I forgive you. And I’m sorry for getting mad at you,” said Chantal.
“That’s much better,” said Grandpa Jake. “And you know, I might have a
new set of batteries that you can have, Chantal.”
“Thank you for helping us work this out, Grandpa Jake! And thank you for
The things we do affect others. If we treat our friends the way we
would like to be treated ourselves, we will make them very happy.
And in the end, we will be very happy too!