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Welcome to the Story Bitez podcast! Each week we’ll share a short story, poem or kid‑rap that packs a big life lesson. Perfect for young listeners and busy families. We cover topics schools don’t—like teamwork, kindness, money smarts, courage and purpose. Tune in, learn something fun, and help your child grow. Available on your favorite podcast player.
đź“Ť Welcome to Story Bitez. Who am I? I'm Jessica Vibez. I'm here to keep the stories alive. Who are you? Well, you are my friends. We're gonna tell stories to the very end. Story Bitez. Hi friends. I'm so happy you're here on story bites. We go on adventures, meet new friends, and learn something special every time. All you need to do is get comfy. Open your ears and let your imagination take you anywhere. Today's story is all about Kiki and her pet rock. Are you ready? Let's go. đź“Ť Once upon a sunny afternoon, there was a smart, kind and curious girl named Kiki. Kiki loved two things more than anything else in the world, asking questions and collecting shiny rocks. Some kids collected stickers, some collected toy cars, but Kiki, oh no. She had a rock. Army. Every rock had a story. She'd picked them up from the park, the playground, even the beach, her favorite was a little round rock. She called Mr. Pebbles. đź“Ť He wasn't just a rock, at least not to Kiki. To her, he was a friend. She carried him in her pocket Everywhere she went, she even tucked him under her pillow at night. One day, đź“Ť Kiki sat in her backyard with Mr. Pebbles in her hand. She whispered, I wish you could talk back to me and guess what happened. Hello, Kiki boomed a squeaky voice. Kiki nearly jumped out of her shoes. She looked down. Mr. Pebbles was smiling. She gasped. Wait. You can talk. Of course I can talk. Said Mr. Pebbles, I've just been waiting for you to really listen Suddenly. All the rocks in her rock collection rattled đź“Ť and rolled and a little jagged rock said about time, we get our turn to chat. A smooth, shiny one, chimed in and said, we've got lots of stories to tell. Kiki's eyes went wide. She wasn't just a rock collector anymore. No. She was now the leader of a rock club. The rocks told her they had traveled through rivers, tumbled down mountains, and even been stepped on by dinosaurs millions of years ago. đź“Ť Kiki laughed so hard, her belly hurt. Dinosaurs. Really? Mr. Pebbles nodded. Yep. I was once a Dino Foot đź“Ť stool, big T-Rex Fairy heavy feet. Kiki giggled. Whoa. No wonder you're so flat. From that day on, Kiki learned something new. Every time she spoke to her rock friends, they taught her patience because rocks don't rush. They taught her kindness because every rock, no matter how small or plane, how to story worth telling and worth listening to, and. They reminded her that friendship can be found in the most unexpected places, even under your sneakers in the schoolyard. The next time someone teased Kiki about her weird rock collection, she just smiled because she knew something that they didn't. Her rocks weren't just rocks. They were storytellers and comedians and adventurers, and most importantly, they were her friends. And that night before bed, Kiki whispered to Mr. Pebbles, thank you for being my rock. And in the quiet, she heard him whisper back always. The end. Wow. Friends wasn't that amazing. Who knew? Rocks could have so many adventures hiding inside of them. Today we learned that when you use your imagination, even the simplest thing, like a rock can become something magical, and that kindness and curiosity can turn anything or anyone into a friend. Thanks for hanging out with me today. I'll see you the next time for another great adventure. Remember to keep smiling, keep shining, and keep your stories alive with story bites. Please like, subscribe, follow and check us out at storybitez.com. Rember Story Bitez.