me?" asked the sleepy-headed dulfly.

The sun replied, "My friend the moon and I must part ways, and this
makes me sad. But it is the only way that the animals can sleep
well. So once a day you will signal me to rise, and the moon will
know that it is time to fall, and we will call it dawn. And once
more you signal the moon to rise, and I will know that it is time
for me to set, and we will call it dusk."

"I couldn't possibly! " said the sleepy-headed dulfly, " How could I
signal someone as large as you, when I am so small. You will not be
able to see me!"

The sun breathed in slowly and then sent a burst of light right into
the dulfly's behind where it stayed glowing brightly.

"Owwwwwww!" screamed the sleepy-headed dulfly who was now very
frightened of the sun.

The sun commanded him in a loud voice, "You will fly around and
flash the light in your behind at dusk and dawn, and the moon and I
will know that it is time to switch. The rest of the time you may
sleep."

Ever since that day, the sleepy-headed dulfly has been known as the
firefly, and the sun and the moon have risen and set without fail
because he does his job well.

And so, if you are outside at dawn or dusk and you happen to catch a
firefly, you must be sure to let him go because even though he is
small, it is he who decides when the sun rises and sets.

X

I DON'T WANT A HAIRCUT

Sammy and haircuts didn't get along. "I don't need a haircut!" he
would always argue. One day Sammy got his worst haircut yet. After
that, he decided he would never get another haircut again.

For a while he loved his long hair. It grew past his eyes, and he
liked how it blew in every direction when it was windy outside. It
grew past his nose, and he liked how it moved when he shook his head
around. It grew past his chin, and he didn't miss the barber at all.

But as his hair got longer, some things got harder. It was harder
for Sammy to see since the hair covered his eyes. He ate two stacks
of napkins before he realized they weren't pancakes.

It was also harder for Sammy to wash his hair since it was so long.
In the shower, he found two potato chips and a paper clip stuck in
his hair. It was even harder for Sammy to wear hats. His baseball
cap couldn't possibly fit on a head with so much hair.

His hair grew past his shoulders, and Sammy didn't know what to do
with it. It grew past his belly button, and Sammy wasn't enjoying
his long hair as much as