Kea Learns Her Letters

Kea was a small green bird who was learning her letters — just like you. She could not read yet, and that was perfectly fine. She had a friend who helped her: you. Every letter you drew on your page, Kea got to learn too.

You picked up your crayon and made a big letter S — a curvy snake shape. Kea peeked over and tried it too, wobbling her wing along the same curve. “Sss,” she chirped. “That’s the sound it makes!” You showed her, and she learned.

Kea didn’t mind if your letter was wobbly or big or leaning sideways. She said a wobbly letter is a brave letter. What mattered was that you made it with your own hand, and that she got to follow along. Two friends, one crayon shape.

Letter after letter, you drew and Kea learned. M like a mountain. O like a round window. T like a little post with a hat. Each time, Kea tried it after you, and each time she got a little braver, because you went first.

At the end, Kea fluffed her feathers proudly. “Look how many letters I know now — all because you taught me!” You had learned them by drawing them, and Kea had learned them by watching you. That is the very best kind of learning: the kind you share.