

Lily liked to watch cartoons on TV. She liked the funny animals and the bright colors. She laughed when they did silly things. Sometimes, she asked her mom what they were saying.
"Mom, what does 'share' mean?" Lily asked, pointing at the TV.
"It means to give some of your things to someone else, so you can both be happy," Mom said, smiling.
"Like when I give you a hug?" Lily asked.
"Yes, like that. Or when you let your brother play with your toys," Mom said.
Lily nodded. She understood. She liked to share with her mom and her brother. She thought sharing was nice.
One day, Lily saw a new cartoon. It was about a big dragon and a little girl. The dragon was angry and loud. He breathed fire and smashed things. The little girl was scared and sad. She tried to talk to the dragon, but he did not listen.
"Mom, why is the dragon so mean?" Lily asked, frowning.
"He is mean because he is lonely and hurt. He does not have any friends. He does not know how to share," Mom said, hugging Lily.
"Can the girl be his friend?" Lily asked.
"Maybe. If she is brave and kind. If she can help him calm down and understand his feelings," Mom said.
Lily watched the cartoon. She hoped the girl and the dragon would be friends. She thought they could share hugs and toys and stories. She thought that would make them happy. She understood. She liked to be happy.
