Tish sat in the grass. The sun was hot on her back.

Tish had a black bag. In the bag was a fresh batch of mints.

She had a crisp red flag, too. Tish had a plan.

Her friend, Chad the frog, would come to the grass. They would play a fun game.

"I will get Chad to fetch the flag," Tish said to a little bug. "He will have to run and catch it."

But Chad did not come. Tish sat and sat.

The sun was still hot. Then a big gust of wind hit!

It was a swift gust. The wind hit her bag!

The bag did a flip. Oh no!

The bag fell down into a ditch. Tish could not get to it.

Her mints and her flag were in the ditch. Tish did not sob.

She had to get her stuff. She saw a big stick on the grass.

"I will use this," she said. Tish put the stick in the ditch.

She had to stretch her arm. "I will snatch the bag with the stick!" said Tish.

Tish got the bag! She did not scratch it.

Tish held her bag. At last, Chad the frog got to the grass.

"What did I miss?" said Chad.

"A big gust of wind!" said Tish. "But I got my bag from the ditch."

"Good job, Tish!" said Chad.

Tish gave him a mint from her bag. It was a good day in the grass.