On Jungle Island, three-year-old Rayyan hugged his red car. Leaves went swish, parrots peeped, and two tiny dragons blinked.
Rayyan loved cars and animals. He knew all colours and A to Z. He talked and talked, "Hello! Vroom vroom!"
The car glowed. Rayyan whispered, tick-tock, vroom. Magic powers and time travel whooshed them back to baby trees.
Oh dear! One sat on the car. Splat. Rayyan said, "Beep beep, please!"
It lifted up. Hooray! The car zoomed home to sand and leaves.
Rayyan yawned. "A, B, C... car." One curled by his shoe. Jungle Island said hush hush.
