Alice in Wonderland

Alice in Wonderland

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Patches the Story Dog

Patches the Story Dog

A story about stay curious — but stay yourself

for your 1st Grader

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Alice sits on a sunny green riverbank beside a slow river, her legs tucked beneath her blue pinafore dress, chin resting on her hand with a dreamy, curious expression. In the background, a shimmering river winds through golden-green summer grass under a bright blue sky.

Alice sat on the hot summer riverbank with her sister. The sun was bright. The grass was warm. Alice was bored. She loved to ask, "What if?" What if fish could sing? What if clouds were made of cake? "What if something wonderful happened right now?" she said.

Alice leaps to her feet on the riverbank, eyes wide with wonder, as White Rabbit dashes past her clutching his golden pocket watch, his red waistcoat flapping as he runs. In the background, the sunny riverbank slopes toward a hedgerow with a dark hole visible at its base.

Just then, a rabbit ran past. But this was not just any rabbit. White Rabbit wore a little red waistcoat and carried a pocket watch! "Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!" White Rabbit cried. Alice jumped up. A talking rabbit? She had to follow him!

Alice tumbles through a long winding rabbit hole, her blue pinafore dress and golden hair floating upward as she falls past wooden shelves lined with books and jars of jam, her face showing surprise and excitement. In the background, the dark earthy tunnel curves and winds downward with a faint glow at the bottom.

White Rabbit hopped into a big hole under a hedge. Alice did not stop to think. She jumped in after him! Down, down, down she fell. The rabbit hole was long and winding. She fell past shelves of books and jars of jam. "Well!" said Alice. "This is very strange indeed!"

Alice kneels on the checkered floor of the hall of doors, holding a tiny golden key up to a very small arched door at the base of the wall, looking puzzled because she is far too tall to fit through it. In the background, a long hallway stretches with many colorful doors of all sizes along the walls and a glass table in the center.

THUMP! Alice landed in a hall full of doors. Big doors. Small doors. Tiny doors. She tried one. Locked! She tried another. Locked! Then she found a very small golden key on a glass table. It fit a tiny door, no bigger than a mouse hole. But Alice was too big to fit through!

Alice stands beside the glass table, now shrunk to a tiny size, barely as tall as the table leg, looking up at the DRINK ME bottle towering above her on the tabletop, with a delighted smile on her face. In the background, the hall of doors looms enormous around tiny Alice, the checkered floor tiles stretching wide.

On the glass table sat a little bottle that said DRINK ME. Alice was brave, but she was also smart. She checked the bottle first. It did not say "poison." So she took a sip. Down, down, down she shrank! Now she was small enough. It is always good to look before you leap — or sip!

Alice runs through a lush, colorful garden full of oversized bright flowers, chasing after White Rabbit who scurries ahead clutching his golden pocket watch and looking anxiously over his shoulder. In the background, a whimsical garden with towering rose bushes, winding paths, and fantastical topiaries stretches into the distance.

Alice stepped through the tiny door into the most wonderful garden she had ever seen. Bright flowers nodded in the breeze. And there was White Rabbit again! "Wait!" Alice called. But White Rabbit looked at his watch and ran faster. "No time! No time!" he cried. Alice ran after him.

Alice sits at a long, cluttered tea table laden with mismatched teacups, teapots, and cakes, smiling as the Hatter gesticulates wildly across from her and the Dormouse dozes in a teapot between them. In the background, a dreamy garden with lanterns hanging from twisted trees and bunting draped between branches.

Alice came upon a long table set for tea in the garden. A mad tea party! A hatter and a dormouse sat at one end. "No room! No room!" they shouted. "There is plenty of room," said Alice, and she sat right down. They told silly riddles and poured tea into hats. It was very confusing — but also very fun.

Alice waves goodbye to the tea party table and walks along a garden path lined with red rose bushes, looking determined and hopeful as she heads toward a grand hedge archway. In the background, the tea party table with the Hatter and the Dormouse can be seen receding into the distance.

"Have you seen a white rabbit?" Alice asked. "A rabbit? Try the Queen's croquet lawn!" said the hatter. Alice thanked them and followed a path of red roses. When things feel strange, it helps to be polite. Even at a very mad tea party, good manners can help you find your way.

Queen of Hearts stands imperiously on the green croquet lawn in her red and black gown and gold crown, pointing a scepter at Alice, who stands before her looking startled but standing tall in her blue pinafore. In the background, card soldiers with paintbrushes hurriedly paint white roses red on tall rose bushes.

Alice found the Queen's croquet lawn. Card soldiers painted white roses red as fast as they could. Then a loud voice boomed across the lawn. "Who is THIS?" It was Queen of Hearts! She was dressed in red and black. She was very tall, very loud, and very, very bossy.

Alice holds a pink flamingo awkwardly as a croquet mallet on the green lawn while a hedgehog curls into a ball at her feet, Queen of Hearts looming behind her shouting with her mouth wide open and arms raised dramatically. In the background, the Queen's croquet lawn stretches out with card soldiers standing at attention along the edges and wickets made of bent-over cards.

"Play croquet with me!" Queen of Hearts ordered. The mallets were flamingos. The balls were hedgehogs! "Off with their heads!" Queen of Hearts shouted whenever someone missed. Alice felt scared. But she took a deep breath. "She is just being loud," Alice told herself. "I can be brave and stay calm."

Alice stands tall and confident, now full-sized, with her arms spread wide as dozens of playing cards swirl and fly through the air all around her, Queen of Hearts stumbling backward in surprise on the croquet lawn. In the background, a bright swirl of red, white, and black playing cards fills the sky like a whirlwind.

"Off with her head!" Queen of Hearts shouted at Alice. But Alice stood up straight. She was not so small anymore. In fact, she had grown back to her full size! "You are nothing but a pack of cards!" Alice said in a strong, clear voice. The cards flew up into the air and swirled all around her!

Alice sits peacefully on the sunny summer riverbank, golden leaves drifting down around her, a warm smile on her face as she gazes out at the shimmering river with wonder in her eyes. In the background, the gentle river winds away under a golden afternoon sky with soft clouds and overhanging trees dropping leaves.

Alice blinked. She was back on the warm summer riverbank. The cards were just leaves falling from the trees. Had it all been a dream? Alice smiled. Dream or not, she had been brave. She had been curious. And she had found her way. "What if," Alice whispered, "I go on another adventure tomorrow?"

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