The Fire Flower and the Bee by Barry Rachin (polar express read aloud .TXT) 📕

up in the soil - a true Fire Flower. He bowed his head in greeting to the wind whom he talked to, but there was nobody else close by. Far below ran the Oja River, but, rooted in the rocky cleft, how could he possibly run up to her?"

"Suddenly the Fire Flower heard loud buzzing. The flower opened his petals and saw a shaggy bee. The Fire Flower was very glad. "It is so kind of you to visit me."

"Sorry, but I didn't mean to visit you," said the Bee, "I just lost my way."

The Fire Flower felt pity for her. "Well, sit down on my shoulder and have a rest."

"The Bee sat on the Fire Flower, who treated her to some of his sweet nectar, and then the Bee told him about everything he saw on earth. Soon after she said goodbye to the flower, since the Bee had to return to her hive. She flew away and took with her the seeds which the flower presented. And now all over Siberia these Fire Flowers grow up, looking like little glimpses of the sun."

From the far corner of the room, Mr. Tkachenko was approaching with their coats and hats.


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Publication Date: 08-09-2011

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