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It was a crisp, sunny morning in the Whispering Garden. The dew sparkled on every leaf like tiny diamonds, and the flowers stretched their petals wide to greet the sun. Sally the Snail peeked out from her cozy shell.

“Good morning, world!” she said, her voice soft but cheery.

Sally wasn’t like other snails who preferred to stay close to the ground. She loved adventure. But being so small made her journeying tricky. She wiggled her antennae, looking up at the tall flower in the middle of the garden—a golden sunflower standing like a bright tower.

“I’ll climb to the top of Sunny the Sunflower today,” Sally declared.

“Oh, Sally, are you sure?” asked Buzz the Bee, zipping past. “That’s an awfully big climb for a tiny snail like you!”

Sally smiled. “I may be small, but I’m determined!”

And so, Sally began her slow and steady climb.

The stem was rough but sturdy. Sally hummed a tune to keep herself moving. Along the way, she met a kind caterpillar munching on a leaf.

“Going up, Sally? That’s brave of you! Watch out for the wind up there—it gets gusty,” said the caterpillar, nibbling politely.

“I’ll hold on tight!” said Sally, inching upward.

As she climbed higher, the garden below began to look smaller and smaller. Sally paused to admire the view. She could see the ants marching in neat rows, the frogs hopping near the pond, and even a pair of butterflies dancing in the air.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Sally reached the top of the sunflower. The golden petals surrounded her like a crown.

“Oh, wow,” Sally whispered. The entire garden stretched out before her like a magical painting.

Sunny the Sunflower chuckled softly. “Not many make it up here, little snail. What brings you so high?”

“I wanted to see the world from your eyes,” said Sally, her tiny heart full of wonder.

“Then take it in, my friend,” said Sunny. “The garden is even more beautiful when seen with a brave heart like yours.”

As Sally rested on a petal, a soft breeze began to blow. It tickled her shell and made her giggle. Buzz the Bee flew by again.

“You did it, Sally! I knew you would,” Buzz cheered.

When the sun began to set, Sally carefully climbed back down, her heart full of pride and her mind full of stories to share. That night, under the soft glow of the moon, she told all her snail friends about her big adventure.

And from then on, whenever Sally saw a tall flower, she smiled and thought, Maybe I’ll climb that one next.