Buzzy the bouncing bee zoomed into the meadow. Sunlight sparkled across the bluebell flowers.
Buzzy bounced to a bright bluebell and opened his mouth to buzz hello.
But only B-words came out. 'B-b-b-buzz!' The flower shivered.
Buzzy bounced backward and landed with a soft boing on a dandelion puff.
Buzzy decided to collect B-best friends and B-beautiful things from the meadow.
He bounced to a bouncy butterfly who zoomed circles around his head. 'B-butterfly!' Buzzy buzzed, and the butterfly bowed with a wing.
Buzzy gathered a big brown beetle, a bright blue bead, and a bundle of basil leaves.
But when he tried to buzz the letter S to say sun, nothing came out except a frustrated B-b-b!
The meadow went quiet except for the wind whispering through the grass.
Buzzy looked down at his B-collection and then at his own buzzing wings.
Buzzy bounced up tall and buzzed the happiest B-word he knew: 'Buzzy!'
Buzzy grinned and bounced in a joyful loop-de-loop. His B-words were exactly what made him, him.