

Ben and Lily wanted to play with their new ball. It was big and red and heavy. They liked to kick it and throw it and roll it. But they could not find it in the house. Where was the ball?
"Maybe it is in the backyard," Lily said. "Let's go and search for it."
They put on their shoes and jackets and ran outside. The backyard was big and green and had many trees and flowers. They looked under the bushes and behind the rocks and in the sandbox. But they could not find the ball. Where was the ball?
"Maybe it is on the roof," Ben said. "Let's get the ladder and climb up."
They dragged the ladder from the garage and leaned it against the wall. They took turns to climb up and look on the roof. But they could not find the ball. Where was the ball?
"Maybe it is in the sky," Lily said. "Let's get the binoculars and look up."
They ran back to the house and got the binoculars from the shelf. They pointed them at the sky and searched for the ball. But they could not find the ball. Where was the ball?
They were sad and tired and hungry. They decided to go back inside and have a snack. As they walked to the door, they heard a loud bark. It was their dog, Spot. He was in his doghouse, wagging his tail. And in his mouth, he had the ball.
"Spot, you have the ball!" Ben and Lily shouted. "You silly dog, you hid the ball!"
They ran to Spot and hugged him and took the ball. He licked their faces and barked happily. They thanked him and played with him and the ball. They were happy and glad and full of fun. They had found the ball.
