Tirzah, a sweet eight-year-old girl with light brown hair held back by a red headband, moves cheerfully between the table and the stove, helping her mom prepare food for her brothers and sisters. She wears her favorite red summer dress and a white jacket, her big brown eyes sparkling with energy as she hands out plates. "Here you go, Mateo! Don’t forget your juice," she says, grinning as her little brother giggles.
Tirzah[/@ch_1] hums, wiping down counters and stacking dishes.]
Her good attitude is infectious—she helps tidy up toys from the living room floor and sweeps crumbs from under the table. Her mom smiles at her, clearly proud, and Tirzah beams back. "I’m almost done here, Mama. After this, can I go play with Roxy?"
Tirzah[/@ch_1] lounges on the couch, flipping through a picture book, feeling unusually sluggish.]
As her mom calls out for help, Tirzah sighs and ignores the chores, thinking she’ll do them later. The day slips by, and soon her mom’s footsteps echo in the hallway. "Tirzah, why haven’t you done your chores?" her mom asks, her voice disappointed.
Tirzah[/@ch_1] stands facing her mom, fidgeting with her red headband.]
Her mom gently but firmly tells her she’s grounded from playing with Roxy until her chores are done and her attitude improves. "I’m sorry, Mama. I promise I’ll do better and help out," Tirzah says, her voice trembling, regret filling her big brown eyes.
Tirzah[/@ch_1] rolls up her sleeves and gets to work.]
She sweeps the floors, washes the dishes, and even folds laundry, her energy and smile returning. Her mom watches her quietly, then gives her a warm hug. "Thank you, Tirzah. How about you come shopping with me? We’ll make a special meal together," her mom offers.
Tirzah[/@ch_1] and her mom pick out fresh vegetables and pasta.]
They laugh and share stories, Tirzah feeling a happy warmth in her chest. Back home, they cook side by side, chopping and stirring, the kitchen filled with savory scents and giggles. "I love spending time with you, Mama,"
Tirzah[/@ch_1] sits with her mom, her siblings, and her best friend Roxy, who’s come over for dinner and a movie.]
Her mom announces that Tirzah is no longer grounded and says, "Roxy, we’d love for you to stay for a movie!" The girls squeal with delight, sharing stories and laughter late into the night. Tirzah feels grateful and promises herself to always keep a good attitude, knowing it brings happiness to everyone around her.
