Once upon a time, in a small room, there was a big bookshelf. The bookshelf had many books. One day, a little boy named Tim came into the room. He saw the bookshelf and was very happy. Tim loved to read books.
Tim took a book from the bookshelf. He sat on the floor and spread the book open. The pages of the book were very dry. Tim's mom came into the room and saw him reading. She said, "Tim, you are a good boy for reading your book."
Tim smiled and said, "Mom, I love to read. The bookshelf has so many books for me to read." Tim's mom was happy too. They spent the day reading books together. The end.
