
Hi, little one. Today your friend Growy takes you to a playground with a big, tall slide. Little animals climb up and whoosh down, laughing all the way. You really want to try too.

But the ladder looks so very tall. A wobbly, fluttery feeling shows up in your tummy. Growy nods kindly. 'That feeling has a name. It is called being brave, getting ready.'

So you climb one step. Then you rest. Then one more step. Growy stays right at the bottom. 'I am not going anywhere. You set the pace: one step is already something to be proud of.'

At the very top, you take a big breath. Then, whooosh! Down you go, wind in your face, a surprised laugh bursting out. For just a moment, the wind seems to whoosh like a happy little song, cheering right along with you. You did it! Growy beams: 'Being brave is not feeling no fear. It is trying anyway.'

So you climb again, and this time the steps feel a little easier. The slide did not get smaller. Your courage got bigger. Then Growy asks, 'So, little one... did we grow a little today?' You did. 'Here is your little grow for tomorrow,' says Growy. 'Take one small step toward something that feels a little scary.' See you tomorrow, little one.
