In a sunny classroom, at Brightwood Primary, lived a bubbly six-year-old named Summer. She had a mop of bouncy brown curls and eyes that sparkled with adventure. Summer loved school, especially when her teacher, Mrs. Davis, announced exciting projects.

One Tuesday morning, Mrs. Davis smiled brightly. "Class," she began, "our next 'Show and Tell' will be all about amazing Australian animals! You'll need to research one animal and tell us three cool facts by Friday."

Summer's hand shot up! "Ooh, a kookaburra! Or maybe a sugar glider!" she cheered. Her mind was already racing, picturing herself as a wildlife explorer. But then, the afternoon bell rang, calling her to a different kind of adventure.

After school, Summer saw her shiny red scooter. "Just a quick ride around the block, then I'll start my animal project," she thought, giving her scooter a little pat. The sun was warm, and a gentle breeze whispered, inviting her to play.

One quick scoot turned into a thrilling race with her neighbour, Leo. Then, they discovered a 'secret' shortcut through the park, which led to an imaginary quest to find a hidden treasure chest beneath the big gum tree. Homework was completely forgotten!

Wednesday and Thursday zipped by just as fast. Summer built a magnificent fort in the backyard, painted a colourful rainbow for her mum, and even helped Dad bake lamingtons. "I'll do my research later," she always told herself, but later never came.

Friday morning arrived, bright and early. Summer bounced out of bed, excited for Show and Tell day! But then, she remembered. Her Australian animal project! Her stomach did a flip-flop, like a tiny kangaroo performing a trick.

She raced to her desk, frantically pulling out books and crayons. "A koala! I can draw a koala!" she whispered, but her hands felt shaky. She tried to remember facts, but all she could recall were the giggles from her scooter race and the smell of fresh lamingtons.

At school, the classroom buzzed with excitement. Mia showed off her sparkly platypus poster. Finn brought in a toy wombat and shared amazing facts. When Mrs. Davis called Summer's name, her heart thumped like a bush drum.