Hi, my name is Martha. I'm nine years old and I've lived in the big city my whole life
I love it here. I love the sounds of the city. Cars whirring by, people laughing. I love the smells of food from all different places. The city has always felt like my home
Tippin, come back!
I don't much like the outdoors. It's wet and dirty, and things could jump out from any corner
Tippin! Where are you?!
But then, my mom got a new job as the sheriff of a small town called Wikerburg maine
Before I knew it, I was trading in the whirring subway sounds for the grating squaks and chirps of nature
And me, my mom, my dad, and my dog Tippin were moving off into the woods.
We were lost in the woods
I couldn't help but complain about where we lived now. I missed my old life. My mom thought that she had a solution.
Wait, do you hear that?
"Martha, when I was a kid I loved being outdoors. Whenever I was scared, I felt calmed by the flowers around me, and the sounds of the bee's buzzing. when I was sad, the forest would cry with me too. When I was angry, I thought about how big the world around me was, and how lucky I am to be a part of it.
"Thats great mom" I groaned
"Martha, how about you take pippin for a walk. It'll be nice for you to see how beautiful our new home is"
"Come on tippin lets go this way!" I said as we headed out into out back yard
I don't understand why mom thinks its so great here tippin. I miss our old life. Hey! what are you looking at?
Over there! is that him
Where are we?
I closed my eyes and collapsed to floor. I couldn't believe it but
buzzzzz
Hey look, the rain is clearing up. Lets go this way pippin
Wait! Please don't be scared. I'm only looking for my friend
Oh look! Thats that squirrel! He got us into this mess in the first place . Hey! You squirrel! Im so angry at you!
Yes. My friend the flower. Will you help me look for him?
Your friend?
You know mr bee, when I first saw you, I was so scared of you,
well I suppose
Oh no, its starting to rain! I hate the rain
Oh hi there! I came up from underground to see the rain. I just love the rain. Dont you?
Well no, Im actually lost and feel very sad right now. And then it started raining and the rain made me more sad
Oh but thats the lovely thing about the rain. When you cry, the world is crying with you.
Ive never thought about it like that. Thats rather beautiful