Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Tim. Tim liked to imagine he was a big hero. He would play in his yard with a stick. The stick was his weapon. He would fight bad guys and save the day.
One day, Tim's mom gave him a big, red ball. Tim loved his new ball. But then, a spoiled dog from next door came. The dog wanted to play with the ball too. The dog bit the ball and it popped. Tim was very sad.
Tim picked up his stick weapon and imagined he was a hero again. He played and played, and soon forgot about the popped ball. Tim learned that even when things go wrong, he could still have fun with his imagination.
