
Close your eyes, little one. Tonight your friend Growy is taking you into a small, quiet forest. You stop at the edge of the forest. The dark is big and black. You feel a little scared, and that is okay. Growy holds your hand.

Suddenly something rustles in the bushes. You freeze. 'What was that?' you whisper. The branches part. Out of the bush hops a little rabbit, its nose twitching. Growy smiles. And so do you.

Growy points up at the sky. You both go quiet and look. Then one star lights up. Then another. Then a third. The whole sky fills with tiny, shining lights. And one, the brightest of all, gives a little wink, just for you. You smile.

'See?' says Growy. 'If there were no dark, we would never see them.' Growy whispers, 'Whenever you see the stars...' And you finish it: '...the dark keeps their light safe.' Then Growy asks softly, 'So, little one... did we grow a little today?' You nod. 'Here is your little grow for tonight,' Growy whispers. 'Before you sleep, find three little stars in your room.' You hold Growy's paw. Good night, little one.
