Piero kicked the soccer ball across the sunny park. It rolled through the open gate toward his family. “Game time!”
BONK! The ball bumped the picnic basket beside Piero’s family. Piero hurried over, waving both arms.
Piero chased the ball and gave it another kick. It flew past the picnic blanket, tapped a bench, and made everyone laugh.
Bright leaves skittered across the path. Piero watched the ball bounce once, then thought, “Gentle this time.”
Piero tapped the ball softly. It traveled back and forth across the blanket until one kick sent it into a bush.
Rustle, rustle! Piero crawled into the bush and spotted the ball beside the picnic basket.
Piero lifted the ball high. A yellow napkin popped up like a flag, and cheers burst across the park.
Piero carried the ball home with his family. At home, they rolled it gently across the rug.
The ball rested beside the snacks while everyone shared giggles. Piero leaned close, ready for one more soft roll.
A soft roll crossed the rug. Piero’s family caught it, and the room filled with claps, crumbs, and happy giggles.