The Class Turtle
Room 12 had a pet turtle named Pickle. Every Friday, one student got to take Pickle home for the weekend. This week, it was Marco's turn.
Marco was nervous. He had never had a pet before. "What if I do something wrong?" he asked his sister.
"Just read the care card," she said.
Marco read it twice. Pickle needed fresh water, a few green leaves, and a warm lamp. Marco set up the tank by the window and gave Pickle a lettuce leaf. Pickle slowly tucked his head into his shell, and Marco thought something was wrong.
"He's hiding," said his sister. "Give him time."
So Marco sat quietly and waited. After ten minutes, a small head poked out. Pickle took one slow step, then another, and nibbled the leaf. Marco grinned.
On Monday, Marco carried the tank back to school. "Pickle was shy at first," he told the class. "But then he got brave. I think he likes being around people if they are patient."
Everyone nodded. Marco was surprised to find that he wished it was Friday again.