Sunday, October 5, 2025

Tilly the Tortoise Travels Too Slowly? - A Children's Story

Tilly the Tortoise Travels Too Slowly?

By Bill Conley, America’s Favorite Children’s Storyteller

A story about patience and peace on every journey

Moral of the Story:
If you’re always asking, “How much longer?” You’ll miss the joy in every moment. Be patient, stay curious, and enjoy the ride—because life is full of treasures along the way. 
In a cozy little patch beneath the waving fronds of a palm tree lived a young tortoise named Tilly. She had a cheerful green shell with tiny golden specks and a mind that moved faster than her little legs could carry her. Tilly loved adventures, but what she loved even more was knowing exactly when they’d be over.

One sunny morning, Mama Tortoise called out, “Tilly! We’re going on a family trip to the Great Garden Festival. It’s going to be wonderful!”

Tilly peeked out of her shell with sleepy eyes. “How long will it take?” she asked as she slowly climbed out of bed.

“Not too long,” Mama smiled. “We’ll take the wagon path through the garden, and there’ll be lots to see along the way.”

As they packed up snacks, water, and a fuzzy blanket, Tilly tugged gently on Papa’s shell. “Are we almost ready? And how many minutes will it take to get there?”

“Soon, sweetie,” Papa said. “Let’s not worry about the clock. Let’s enjoy the journey.”

They all climbed into the little wooden wagon pulled by Grandpa Grumble the beetle—slow and steady, but strong and dependable.

Tilly nestled beside her older brother Toby and baby sister Tessa. Not five minutes had passed before Tilly leaned over and asked, “How much longer?”

Toby rolled his eyes. “You just asked that!”

“But it feels like forever already!” Tilly huffed.

“Try counting the flowers we pass,” Mama suggested. “Or spot how many birds are flying overhead.”

Tilly tried. For about a minute.
Then came: “How many more flowers till we’re there?”
Then: “How many more flaps of Grandpa Grumble’s wings?”
Then: “Are we getting closer or farther?”

Mama chuckled softly. “Tilly, sometimes when we focus too hard on the destination, we forget to notice the fun along the way.”

“But I just want to be there!” Tilly moaned.

Papa Tortoise looked back from the front of the wagon and said kindly, “Sometimes we rush through the journey and miss out on the magic hiding in plain sight.”

Tilly sat quietly. She didn’t want to miss any magic… but it still felt like it was taking forever.

Just then, Toby nudged her. “Want to play the Leaf Game with me?”

“What’s that?”

“Every time we see a new leaf, we make up a name for it. Like that big round one over there? That’s a ‘pancake popper.’ And that one that twirls in the breeze? I call it a ‘whirligig whisper.’”

Tilly’s eyes lit up. “Ooh! That zigzag one can be the ‘lightning lettuce!’”

Together they played, laughing and pointing as the wagon rolled on. Tilly forgot to ask how long it would take. She was too busy imagining names like “wiggly wand,” “bouncy blade,” and “tickle tongue.”

They passed a giggling family of frogs having a picnic, a snail wearing a top hat reading a book, and a butterfly dance troupe rehearsing on a flower stage.

“Wow,” said Tilly. “There’s so much going on if I just… look!”

“That’s the secret,” Toby said. “The journey is the adventure.”

When they finally arrived at the Great Garden Festival, Tilly jumped out of the wagon with glee. There were colorful tents, games, honey treats, and music made by crickets and caterpillars.

She slid down the snail slide twice, danced to a beetle band, and even painted a petal with a real hummingbird.

That night, back in the wagon heading home, Papa turned around and asked, “So, who kept asking how much longer today?”

Tilly giggled. “Not me! I was too busy naming leaves and finding surprises!”

Mama leaned over and kissed her on the head. “That’s my thoughtful traveler.”

Tilly beamed and watched the stars come out one by one.

Moral of the story poem:

If your mind keeps asking when,
Try to count from one to ten.
Play a game, or watch the trees,
Feel the sunshine, ride the breeze.
Don’t miss joy in every mile—
Travel slow, and wear a smile!

Thought-Provoking Questions:

1.     What do you miss when you’re always focused on “how much longer” instead of enjoying where you are?

2.     Can you think of some fun games or creative ideas you could try the next time you’re on a long trip?

3.     Why is learning to be patient such an important skill for both children and grown-ups?

  

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