Ember Flare and the Festival of Unity
by
Thomas
A story about Sports
for your 5th Grader.
Ember Flare lived in a cheerful village at the foot of the Misty Mountains, where colorful streamers danced overhead and lively music floated through the market. Each morning, she woke early to greet the dawn, dreaming of soaring high above the clouds.
One bright afternoon, the Festival of Unity began, filling the air with excited chatter and bursts of color. A gleaming trophy stood on a tall pedestal in the center of the plaza, catching everyone’s eye.
When Ember Flare spotted a poster that announced an annual flying contest, her heart skipped a beat. “I’ve never competed in anything so grand,” she whispered, feeling both eager and a little uneasy.
That evening, Ember Flare practiced alone behind the marketplace, trying to perfect a swift dive and a twirling loop. She flapped her wings with determination, but each attempt ended in a wobbly rush. “I don’t want to disappoint anyone,” she sighed, doubting her skills.
The next day, Ember Flare attempted a more daring move, but a gust of wind nearly spun her into a stack of wooden crates. She landed with a thump. “Ouch… maybe I should take a break,” she groaned, shaking the dust from her scales.
Nearby, a large scoreboard listed each competition event, complete with practice times and group sessions. Many other dragons gathered around it, eagerly chatting about their strategies.
Ember Flare decided to peek at the other dragons who were training together. They cheered for each other’s flips and offered helpful advice. She felt a twinge of envy but mostly admiration. “It seems like they have so much fun lending a hand,” she whispered longingly.
Nervously, Ember Flare approached the group. “Hi… mind if I join?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly. One of the dragons nodded with a warm smile. “Of course, we’re stronger when we support each other,” he said encouragingly.