If you build a perfect sandcastle, a dragon will move in. And that’s exactly what happens
to one very lucky boy at the beach. Dad is busy sunbathing and Mom is busy with her
book, so the boy and dragon roam the beach together, flying a kite, braving the waves,
and roasting marshmallows. But no one believes him when he shares the news of his
When A Dragon Moves In
If you build a perfect sandcastle,
a dragon will move in. He'll settle in all cozy and peep at you from inside and
you'll wonder how you ever got so lucky. With a dragon in your castle,
you'll have a built-in marshmallow toaster, your very own raft, and a kite that
practically flies by itself. Best of all, no beach bully would dare stomp your castle
with a dragon inside.
Of course, there are rules on the beach, so you'll have to hide his smoke from the
lifeguard, and erase the dragon prints from the sand.
Eventually,you'll want to share the great news with your family.
"There's a dragon in my castle," you'll call to your mom.
"Mmmm...hmmm," she'll answer. "Listen to him roar," you'll say. "
I hear the roar of the ocean," she'll reply.
"See this feather from my dragon's wing?"
you'll ask your dad. "That's a nice seagull feather," he'll say.
"And you know what feathers are good for." "Feel my dragon's sharp teeth!
" you'll shout. "Those are just broken shells," your big sister will say.
But you and your dragon will know better. Just about then,
your dragon will demand to be fed. First he'll eat all the peanut butter
sandwiches, even the ones that were supposed to be for your sister.
Then his fiery snout will make the lemonade sizzle.
"Stop blowing bubbles in your drink," your mom will say.
"That wasn't me," you'll answer. "That was the dragon.
" And you'll hear a heh-heh-heh from deep inside the sandcastle.
Finally since dragons love dessert, he'll slink into the family cooler and nibble
the brownies when no one is looking. "Whose fingerprints are in the brownies?
" your dad will ask. "Not fingerprints," you'll try to explain. "Dragon prints."
"There's no such thing as a dragon," your sister will say. Then your dragon
will snicker again, heh-heh-heh... and spray sand all over her.
"Young man, I don't think this is funny," your mom will say.
"That wasn't me," you'll answer. "It was the dragon."
"I think we've had enough of this dragon business," your dad will say.
"I guess I've had enough of this dragon business too," you'll sigh.
Then you'll march over to your sandcastle and order your dragon to leave
until he learns some manners.
And you will vow never to build a perfect sandcastle again.
At least until tomorrow.
1. What creature will move in when to your perfect sandcastle?
2. What are the perks of having a dragon?
3. What naughty things did the dragon do?