Can and His Flying Friend Pof

This is little Can. Can has lots of toys, but his favorite friend is a balloon. A red balloon with a happy face. His name is Pof. Pof can talk, but only Can can hear him.

One day, Pof said, "I'm bored, Can." "Let's go on an adventure!" Can asked excitedly, "Where should we go, Pof?" Pof whispered, "Let's go to the top of the tallest tree!"

Can held Pof's string tightly. Pof floated up, up, up. Can's feet lifted off the ground! Together, they floated out of the room's window and into the sky. "We're flying!" laughed Can.

They saw the tallest tree in the park. Tiny birds were singing at the top of the tree. "Hello, birds!" said Can. Pof and Can gently landed on the very top branch.

The birds sang their sweetest songs for them. Then Pof said, "Now let's go to the clouds!" "Are the clouds like cotton candy?" asked Can. "Let's go and see!" said Pof.

They floated up, up, up. They landed on a soft white cloud. The cloud was like a bouncy bed! They jumped on it. Boing, boing, boing!

Then Pof asked, "Do you see the rainbow?" "Let's slide down it!" "Wow!" said Can. It looked like a colorful slide.

Pof and Can flew to the top of the rainbow and slid down. Wheee! Red, orange, yellow, green, blue! They went through all the colors. It was the best slide ever!

As the sun began to set, Pof slowly floated down, down, down. He gently brought Can back through his bedroom window. The adventure was over.

Can lay in his bed, holding Pof's string. Pof floated quietly near the ceiling. Pof might just be a balloon, but to Can, he was the best friend ever. Because imagining is the best game of all.