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Spring Flowers meets various insects and animals in the garden and learns about their roles in the ecosystem. Children explore the world of nature and biodiversity with Spring Flowers.

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This is a story of a young family and the lessons they learn from their vacation with their mother at a seaside beach resort and carnival with rides and games and mysteries. Three young children the boy is the oldest at 10 then there’s the oldest sister who is 7 and the youngest is 4 and their mother.

a sunny day outside, learning CVC words related to nature and outdoor activities.

A 9 year old boys basketball player found love playing basketball

Brian goes to the Airplane Park with his Sweetheart Chy They are members of the Airplane Assoc. He is a Pilot flying his Plane in the Airplane Show! Called The Flying Eagle Star's. For young Pilots, all of his friends are there to celebrate its a fun time for everybody!

A romantic story A blind girl meets a boy while walking the park. She falls but is caught by the boy. The fall in love and leave the park together.

Bug (8) and Poodle (6) go paddleboarding with their mommy. Bug finds lots of turtles sunning on rocks and logs. Poodle follows ducks around the lake

A colorful story about how our thoughts and habits are like seeds we plant and nurture in our brain-garden Shows how positive thoughts grow into beautiful flowers while negative thoughts are like weeds we can choose to pull Teaches basic neuroscience concepts through gardening metaphors kids can understand Includes simple mindfulness exercises presented as "garden care tips"

1. A city called Technoville is experiencing a recycling crises and Dr. Elke Howe is on the scene to help organize a cleaning race 2. Dr. Elke Howe with a megaphone to announce the city clean up race. 3. Teams of students line up with bold colored recycling and trash bins to sort paper, glass, gold, etc. 4. A big clock counting down the remaining time to clean the city, showing the city half-clean 5. Showing city cleanup progress in an organized manner. 6. Dr. Elke Howe blowing the final whistle to end the cleanup race, when a magical bin appears that turns trash into treasure. 7. Dr. Howe and student teams celebrating a clean city and everyone one the recycling race.

A playful and curious 2 years old girl

The world was rough for Rosie. The front porch she called home was noisy and cold, and other cats, lean and quick, fought for scraps and dry spots. Rosie tried to keep up, but her small body was too weak, her ribs too sharp beneath her matted fur. She wheezed with every breath, her thin tail covered in dirt, and the ache inside her made moving feel impossible. Next door was a house Rosie often found herself near when the pain got too bad. Light spilled from its windows, and inside, a man and woman moved together, their faces kind but lined with sadness. Something about the house felt safe. One evening, Rosie collapsed near their yard, her body trembling, too tired to move. The man stepped outside, crouching near her with a plate of food. Rosie dragged herself forward, eating for the first time in days, her body shaking with the effort. “Poor thing,” the woman said softly, reaching out her hand but not touching Rosie right away. Her fingers smelled warm and gentle, not like the world Rosie knew.he next morning, the couple wrapped her in a soft towel. After a failed bath—Rosie’s terrified scratches proving her fear—the man carried her to the rescue vet. Humans poked and prodded, but their hands were kind. Medicine tasted bitter, but it brought relief. Back at the house, Rosie was given a warm crate, soft food, and quiet care. Over the weeks, Rosie began to heal. Her breathing eased, and her strength returned. The woman sang softly to her, and the man would talk about how they’d needed something to care for. Rosie didn’t understand their words, but she felt their love. In return, she showed them her gratitude—purring on their laps, curling at their feet, and bringing laughter to their quiet home.The man spoiled her with toys, and though the woman teased him, she soon did the same. For the first time,Rosie wasn’t just surviving—she was living. Nestled between them on the couch oneevening, Rosie purred softly, knowing she had finally found her place: her fur-ever home

“There’s a monster under my bed and I know what you’re going to say but I swear there is! Every night when I’m laying in bed, I can hear it, a strange rumble, then scratch, scratch…. like claws scraping across the floor. So, it must be a monster. There’s no other explanation.” “I lie still trying to listen to the monster rustling about. But when I try to catch a glimpse, it’s always too dark. I can’t see a thing.” “I’ve tried keeping the lights on.” “I’ve tried checking under the bed before bedtime.” “And I’ve tried monster spray, but that just makes it sneeze” “So then I started thinking, what if the monster isn’t bad? What if it’s just lonely and needs a friend? I decided it was time to try something different.” “I take some of my favourite cookies and my favourite teddy. Maybe the monster would like those? So the next night, after dinner, I sneak them into bed. ‘Hi, Mr. Monster!’ I whisper, even though I’m still scared. ‘I brought you cookies…. And Ted, I’ll leave them here if you're hungry, but Ted is for cuddling, not eating!” “The next night, I hear it again: ‘Scratch, grrrrr, scratch!’. But this time I’m ready! I peek over the edge of the bed and wait.” “And then… I see it! A little nose pokes out, sniffing at the cookies, and then… a fat fluffy body and long fluffy tail! It’s not a monster at all! It’s my cat, Oscar!” “Oscar creeps from under the bed, stretches and hops right into my lap! I can’t believe it. The monster was my cat all along!” “Now, every night when I hear scratching under the bed, I smile because I know it’s not a monster. It’s just my cat, and he’s my friend now.” “Now, instead of getting scared, I just pat the bed and say, ‘Come on out, Oscar!’ And he does. Turns out having a monster cat under my bed is pretty awesome”

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