The big day was finally here! Beatrice had been waiting and dreaming all summer long. It was her first day of school, and she was so excited. To celebrate, she put on her favorite blue tutu.
Beatrice sat down for breakfast in her cozy kitchen. She lived in a big city, and she wondered what school would be like. She thought, “What if my teacher isn’t nice? What if I get lost? What if something goes wrong?”
Her brother said, “You can’t wear your tutu to school, Beatrice. You’re not a kindergartner anymore.” Beatrice loved her blue tutu and wore it every day during the summer. She didn’t want to stand out too much.
So, Beatrice took off her tutu and put it in the toy bin. Just then, she saw something fluttering by the window. It was a tiny butterfly!
“Hi,” said the butterfly. “I’m Benjamin. I got lost in your garden and can’t find my friends. Can I stay with you until I find them?”
Beatrice felt sad for the little butterfly. She thought having a secret friend would make school less scary. “Come with me to school,” she said.
Off they went to school, with Benjamin flying close behind. The first day was going well until it was time for the read-aloud circle. Beatrice didn’t understand something the teacher read and wanted to ask a question, but she was afraid.
“What if one of your classmates has the same question?” whispered Benjamin. “Be big! Raise your hand high,” he said. So, Beatrice raised her hand.
During arts and crafts, everyone was busy. Beatrice had an idea for a drawing but was worried it wouldn’t look right.
“Draw what you love,” said Benjamin. So, Beatrice drew her blue tutu.
On the playground, some kids were playing leapfrog. Beatrice wanted to join but was afraid they wouldn’t want to play with her.
“What if you’re the person who would make the game complete?” said Benjamin. Beatrice decided to jump in and play.
The first day of school was over, and it was a great day for Beatrice. “Let’s go home, Benjamin,” she said. On their way home, Benjamin looked sad.
“What’s wrong, Benjamin?” Beatrice asked.
“I had a wonderful day with you, but I miss my friends,” Benjamin said. Just then, they heard voices from the garden.
“Beatrice, look! You helped me find my friends,” said Benjamin happily.
“I’m glad you found your friends,” Beatrice said. “Thank you for being with me on my first day of school, Benjamin.”
“You’re welcome, Beatrice. Remember, it’s okay to be afraid and be yourself. Chances are you’re not alone,” Benjamin said as he gave Beatrice a goodbye kiss.
The next morning, Beatrice went to school wearing her blue tutu, feeling happy and brave.
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Butterfly Adventure: Just like Benjamin the Butterfly, go on a mini adventure in your garden or local park. Look for butterflies or other insects. Can you find any? What colors are they? Draw a picture of the insects you find and share it with your class.
Bravery Badge: Think about a time when you felt scared but did something brave, just like Beatrice did on her first day of school. Draw a picture of that moment and create a “Bravery Badge” to wear. Share your story with your classmates and talk about how it felt to be brave.
Role-Playing Game: With a friend or family member, act out a scene where you help someone who is feeling nervous, just like Beatrice helped Benjamin. What would you say to make them feel better? Practice using kind and encouraging words.
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**Beatrice’s First Day of First Grade**
The day had finally arrived. Beatrice had waited, wanted, and dreamed all summer long for this moment. It was the first day of first grade. In honor of this special day, she put on her favorite blue tutu.
Beatrice sat down for breakfast in the little kitchen of her tiny apartment in the gigantic city where she lived. With each spoonful, Beatrice thought more and more about what first grade would be like.
“What if my teacher isn’t nice? What if I get lost? What if something goes wrong?”
“You can’t wear your tutu to school, Beatrice. You’re not a kindergartner anymore,” said Beatrice’s brother. Beatrice had worn her blue tutu every day that summer; it was her favorite thing in the whole world. She didn’t want to stick out either.
Beatrice took off her tutu and threw it in the toy bin. Just then, out of the corner of her eye, Beatrice saw something new. She looked up to find a tiny butterfly flying right through her window.
“Hi,” said the butterfly. “I’m Benjamin. I got lost in your garden, and I can’t find my friends. May I stay with you until I find them?”
Beatrice couldn’t bear the thought of the tiny butterfly all alone, and first grade wouldn’t be so scary with a secret friend by her side. “Come with me to first grade,” she said.
Off Beatrice went to first grade, with Benjamin following close behind. The first day of first grade was going pretty well for Beatrice until it was time for read-aloud circle. Beatrice was confused about something the teacher had read, so she wanted to ask a question, but she was afraid of sounding silly.
“What if one of your classmates has the same question?” whispered Benjamin.
“Be big! Raise your hand high,” said Benjamin. So Beatrice raised her hand.
When it was time for arts and crafts, all the other children were busy working. Beatrice had an idea for a drawing but was afraid it wouldn’t look right.
“The new loves,” said Benjamin. So Beatrice drew her blue tutu.
On the playground, a few children were starting a game of leapfrog, and Beatrice wanted to play too. “But I’m afraid they won’t want to play with me,” she whispered to Benjamin.
“What if you’re the person who would make the game complete?” said Benjamin.
Beatrice jumped in.
The first day of first grade was over, and it turned out to be a very good day for Beatrice. “Let’s go home, Benjamin,” Beatrice said. On their walk home, Beatrice noticed that Benjamin looked sad.
“What is wrong, Benjamin?” Beatrice asked.
“I had a wonderful first day of first grade with you, but I miss my friends,” Benjamin said, just as he was interrupted by voices coming from the garden.
“Beatrice, look! You helped me find my friends,” said Benjamin.
“I am happy you found your friends,” Beatrice said. “Thank you for going to the first day of first grade with me, Benjamin.”
“You are very welcome, Beatrice. I am glad you decided to be big today. Remember, it’s okay to be afraid and be yourself anyway. Chances are you’re not alone,” Benjamin said as he gave Beatrice a kiss goodbye.
The next morning, Beatrice went to her second day of first grade wearing her blue tutu.
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