Children bedtime story about moonlight: Moonlight in a bottle
The little mole, who lived underground, spent all 365 days of the year without seeing the moonlight.
The little mole didn’t want to move because the dark home was filled with the scent of his mom and dad. His mom and dad had gone to a faraway place, and he would never see them again.
Winter came, and the little mole felt that his dark home had never been this cold before. So, he took an empty bottle and left home.
“What are you doing?” A rabbit spotted the little mole under the moonlight.
“I want to bring a bottle of moonlight home,” said the little mole.
“Haha, you’re such a silly but adorable mole,” the rabbit laughed and left.
“What are you doing?” A wise owl perched on a tree noticed the little mole.
“I want to bring a bottle of moonlight home,” said the little mole.
“Hahaha, I’ve lived for most of my life, and I’ve never heard of moonlight being put into a bottle,” the owl said, closing its eyes and ignoring the little mole.
The little mole knew that the rabbit and the owl were right. But still, he really wanted to bring a bottle of moonlight back to his forever dark underground home. “Maybe then I won’t feel so cold,” thought the little mole.
So, on every winter night when the moon was out, the little mole would carry his glass bottle and wander through the meadows and forests.
The days grew colder. The little mole’s home became even darker and chillier. The little mole tried his best to breathe in the lingering scent of his mom and dad in the air, warming himself with their memory. How he wished he could have a bit of light at night.
One evening, the little mole left home again.
“Dear little mole, what are you doing?” A squirrel, sitting on a tree watching the stars, spotted him.
“I want to bring a bottle of moonlight home,” said the little mole.
The little mole thought the squirrel would laugh at him just like the other animals. But instead, the squirrel said, “Come on, maybe I can help you.”
The squirrel’s home was in a tree. He invited the little mole to his home.
The squirrel placed the glass bottle outside the window, then held the little mole’s hand and quietly watched the forest outside. They watched as the moonlight filtered through the leaves and seeped into the bottle. As they watched, the little mole’s heart slowly warmed.
“Thank you, dear squirrel,” the little mole said with deep emotion as he left.
“You’re welcome. Feel free to come to my house to collect moonlight again tomorrow night,” said the squirrel.
Hearing the squirrel’s words, the little mole nodded eagerly. He believed that this winter he would no longer feel cold, nor would he worry about his home being forever dark.
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