Betsy-Bob Learns Something About Herself

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Ms. Hartshorn’s First and Second Graders

"Ah, I’m scared. I’m frightened. I’m freaked out," said Betsy-Bob, the bat. "I’m so afraid of the night."

"Come on out," said Joe. "It’s not scary at all. It’s fun; it’s terrific to fly in the night. You need food, and it’s all here."

But Betsy-Bob did not come out. She wouldn’t even think about it. She did not budge.

"All right scaredy-cat! Let’s get going!" bellowed Joe.

"Can you please not do this? Please leave me alone. It’s just too scary in the dark out there," pleaded Betsy-Bob.

"You have a bad bat-ittude about this. You should be ashamed of yourself. You’re a bat, and you need to start acting like one. I wish I didn’t have to do this," said Joe.

All of a sudden, Betsy-Bob felt a strong shove against her back. Before she knew it, she was outside the cave and into the night-the dark night.

Betsy-Bob was so startled that she crashed into a rock and blinked for a long time.

After a while, she realized she couldn’t see a think, but she knew where she was and what was around her.

"Hey! I don’t need to see. I can feel AND hear my way around! Look at me!" cried Betsy-Bob. "Joe! How can I ever thank you?"

"Ah! It was nothing. I knew once you came out of that cave that you’d realize your echolocation would kick in and work. Call me anytime you need a little shove," said Joe with.