

Sam liked to play with his toy soldiers. He had many of them, but his favorite was the hairy one. The hairy soldier had a big hat, a long coat and a shiny sword. Sam pretended that the hairy soldier was the leader of his army, and he gave him orders to fight the bad guys.
One day, Sam was playing with his soldiers on the floor, when he heard his mom call him for lunch. He wanted to finish his game, so he said, "Just a minute, Mom!" He moved his soldiers closer to the bad guys, and made them shoot and shout. He made the hairy soldier reach for his sword, and swing it at the enemy.
But as he did that, he knocked over a glass of water that was on the table. The water spilled all over the floor, and some of it splashed on his soldiers. Sam gasped, and quickly picked up his toys. He saw that the hairy soldier was wet and dripping. His hat was soggy, his coat was stained and his sword was bent. Sam felt sad, and said, "Oh no, hairy soldier! You are ruined!"
He ran to his mom, and showed her his toy. He hoped that she could fix it, or get him a new one. His mom looked at the hairy soldier, and smiled. She said, "Don't worry, Sam. It's just a little water. We can dry him off, and clean him up. And maybe we can find a way to straighten his sword. He will be fine, and you can play with him again."
She hugged Sam, and took him to the kitchen. She gave him a towel, and told him to rub the hairy soldier gently. She said, "You know, Sam, the hairy soldier is very brave. He fought hard, and he didn't give up. He is a good leader, and a good friend. You should be proud of him, and take good care of him."
Sam nodded, and smiled. He felt better, and thanked his mom. He dried the hairy soldier, and put him on a plate. He said, "You are right, Mom. He is brave, and he is my friend. I love him, and I will take good care of him." He looked at the hairy soldier, and said, "Don't worry, hairy soldier. You are not ruined. You are a hero!"
