If You Hold My Hand
Oakey's mom opened the front door. "Come on, Oakey. Let's go outside and explore."
But Oakey wasn't really sure. He was only small, and the world looked big and scary.
"Only if you promise to hold my hand," said Oakey.
"This looks like a great place to play. Should we take a look? What do you say?" asked Oakey's mom.
"Only if you promise to hold my hand," said Oakey.
And Oakey did it.
"This slide looks like fun. Would you likt to try?" asked Oakey's mom.
I'm only samll," said Oakey. "I don't know if I could climb that high-unless you hold my hand."
And Oakey did it! "Wheee! Did you see me?" he cried.
"We'll take a short cut through the woods," said Oakey's mom.
"I'm not sure if we should," said Oakey. "It looks dark in there. Well I suppose we could-will you hold my hand?"
And Oakey did it! " Boo! I scared you!" he cried.
Deep in the woods, Oakey found a stream, shaded by beautiful tall trees.
"Stepping stones, look!" said Oakey's mom. " Do you think you could jump across these?"
"Maybe," said Oakey. "I just need you to hold my hand, please."
And Oakey did it!
Beyond the woods, Oakey and his mom ran up the hill, and all the way down to the ocean.
"Come on, Oakey," called his mom. "Would you like to wade in the ocean with me?" But the ocean looked big, and he was only small.
Suddenly, Oakey knew that didn't matter at all.
He turned to his mom and smiled ..."I can do anything if you hold my hand," he said.
