The Gentle Breeze
I’d like you to imagine the cold gentle breeze blowing on your face on a hot sunny day.
I’d like you to hold tightly to the gentle breeze like you would clutch a pile of shimmering, shiny gold.
I’d like you to call this gentle breeze Imagine.
Please take a moment to answer these questions:
Does your breeze play football?
Does your breeze ever ride on the magnificent, colourful unicorn in the clear blue sky?
Has your breeze read book?
Has your breeze ever met a hideous monster?
Has your breeze gone to school?
Has your breeze got a pet?
Who would your breeze choose to be at the end of the story?
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