Chasing the Ice Gem

A tiny clatter echoed from the kitchen, and I trotted over to see what fell! Right on the bright floor sat a clear, sparkling ice cube. Poyo! I reached out and pushed it with both hands. It glided across the smooth tiles like a little boat! When I hopped after it, my red feet slid in a joyful wobble. I leaned down and tapped the top with my cheek—it was wonderfully cool and frosty, tickling my nose with melting droplets. As it slowly turned into a shiny puddle, I gave a bouncy splash right through the middle, leaving tiny damp footprints all across the floor!