“Hey,
watch out!” Sam heard as he tripped. He brushed dirt from his eyes and wondered what he’d run into that could
talk.
Sam gasped
when he spotted a huge gold pot sitting right in the middle of the cornrow he’d been running through. Standing on tippy
toes, Sam peered over the edge and couldn’t believe what he saw.
A tiny
leprechaun stared back at him.
“Please
help me,” the leprechaun said. “Get me out of this pot, and I’ll grant you one wish.”
Sam was
more than happy to save the little leprechaun. A little scared because he’d never met a leprechaun before, Sam reached
in, grabbed the leprechaun, and pulled him up and out of the pot.
“My
name’s Pat,” he heard the leprechaun say. “Thanks for the help. I’ve been stuck for hours.”
“You’re
welcome,” said Sam. “It’s nice to meet you. My name’s
Sam.”
“Well,
Sam, what’s your wish?”
Sam thought
and thought. He’d really love a new bike or one of those remote controlled cars like his friend, John, got the other
day. He could almost feel the wind whip across his face as he raced alongside John’s new prize.
As he decided
which wish would be the best, he realized that this could be the chance he’d waited for.
Mom and
Dad worked so hard to take care of the family since the farm hadn’t produced much the past few years. Sam had wished
things could be easier for the family, so that his parents wouldn’t have to work so hard.
