The Little Stream's Journey

Once upon a time, high in the mountains, there was a little stream. It began as a tiny trickle of water from a melting snowbank. The little stream was excited to start its journey down the mountain, even though it didn't know where it was going.

As it flowed, it met pebbles and rocks. "Excuse me," it would say, "I must find my way to the ocean!" The rocks didn't move, but the stream just laughed and found a way around them. Sometimes it had to go over them, sometimes under, but it never stopped.

One day, the little stream met a deep, dark lake. "You'll never make it to the ocean," the lake said. "You're too small. Stay here with me." But the stream remembered its dream and kept flowing, even when it felt tired.

Finally, after many days and nights, the little stream reached the ocean. The ocean welcomed it with open waves. "You did it!" said the ocean. "You never gave up, even when the path was hard."

The little stream smiled, now part of something much bigger than itself.