Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Tim. He loved to play with his shapes. He had a box with many shapes like a circle, a square, and a triangle. Tim liked to put the shapes in their right places.
One sunny day, Tim went to the park with his mom. He took his shapes with him. At the park, he found a wide tree. The tree had a big hole in it. Tim thought it would be fun to put his shapes in the hole.
Tim put the circle shape in first. It fit just right. Then he put the square shape in. It fit too. But when he tried to put the triangle shape in, it got stuck. Tim was sad. He tried to pull it out, but it wouldn't move.
Tim's mom saw him and came to help. She carefully pulled the triangle shape out of the hole. Tim was so happy. He hugged his mom and said thank you. Then Tim put all his shapes back in the box and shut the lid tight.
From that day on, Tim always made sure to keep his shapes safe in the box. He never put them in a tree hole again. And every time he played with his shapes, he remembered the fun day at the park with his mom.
