By Bill Conley
Moral of the Story:
Big moments come from quiet practice.
The more you prepare, the more your confidence grows.
Practice, practice, practice—and one day, you’ll shine on stage.
Every note of effort brings you closer to a flawless performance.
In the peaceful town of Melody
Meadow, where the breeze hummed like a lullaby and the daisies danced to the
sound of birdsong, lived a graceful young kitten named Kathy.
Kathy had soft, cream-colored fur, bright
green eyes, and a gentle heart. But more than anything else, she had a gift, a
gift for music.
Each day, she practiced on her
little leaf-shaped piano. Her paws tiptoed across the keys with care, creating
melodies that made the butterflies pause mid-flight and the robins tilt their
heads in delight.
Music made Kathy feel alive—like the
world was singing with her.
One breezy morning, a colorful
poster floated down from the sky and landed right at Kathy’s paws.
“MELODY MEADOW’S GRAND RECITAL –
JUNE 26th – ALL ARE WELCOME TO PERFORM!”
Kathy’s eyes sparkled. “That’s my
birthday!” she squeaked. “What a perfect day to perform!”
She ran to sign up, her tail
flicking with excitement.
“I’m going to play ‘The Meadow
Waltz,’” she told her friend Benny the Bunny. “But I have to practice every
day. I want it to be perfect.”
And she did.
Every morning, she warmed up her
paws and practiced her scales.
Every afternoon, she played the
piece again and again, slowing down when she made a mistake and smiling when she
got it right.
Sometimes, her notes would slip.
Sometimes, the wind would blow her sheet music away.
But Kathy never gave up.
She whispered to herself, “Practice,
practice, practice. One day, I’ll play it just right.”
At last, June 26th arrived.
The meadow was buzzing with
excitement. Animals from every corner of the forest came to hear the music and
celebrate Kathy’s big day.
Little ladybugs passed out programs.
Chipmunks set up flower petal chairs. Even the hedgehogs wore fancy hats.
Backstage, Kathy smoothed her
whiskers and took a deep breath.
“Today is my recital,” she
whispered, “and it’s also my birthday.”
She peeked through the curtain and
saw all her friends and family gathered, smiling, waiting.
“I’m ready.”
When the announcer called, “Please
welcome… Kathy the Kitten!” The audience clapped and cheered.
Kathy walked to the center of the
stage and bowed. She sat at her leaf-shaped piano and gently placed her paws on
the keys.
The meadow grew quiet.
Then—she began.
Soft, flowing notes filled the air
like the petals of a dandelion in the breeze. “The Meadow Waltz” danced across
the trees, over the stream, and into the hearts of everyone listening.
Every note was perfect. Every pause,
just right.
Even the butterflies stopped
fluttering.
When she played the final note, the
meadow erupted in applause!
“Kathy! Kathy!” The animals shouted
with joy. “Bravo!”
Kathy stood and bowed, a warm glow
filling her chest.
But just as she turned to leave the
stage, Benny the Bunny hopped up to the front.
“Wait!” he called. “Before you go,
we have one more song to sing!”
Kathy tilted her head.
Then—
“🎵 Happy birthday to you… 🎵”
The entire audience joined in.
Kathy’s eyes filled with happy tears
as her forest friends sang with all their hearts.
“🎵
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Kathy, happy Birthday to you.🎵”
A bouquet of wildflowers was placed
in her paws. A tiny crown of daisy petals was set gently on her head.
She giggled and clapped her paws.
“Thank you all so much!”
What a day! A flawless recital and
the warmest birthday wish she had ever received.
That evening, the animals gathered
for a picnic in the meadow. There were sunflower cupcakes, music, games, and laughter.
Everyone celebrated Kathy, the kitten who had practiced, prepared, and played
from the heart.
And as the moon rose and the
fireflies lit the night, Kathy whispered to herself,
“Practice, practice, practice… and
don’t forget to enjoy the moment, too.”
Poem:
If you want to shine one day,
Take the time to learn and play.
Step by step, your dreams take flight—
With practice, you’ll perform just right.
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