While Flicker, the firefly was out flying near the river, he saw the full moon glowing, reflecting and shimmering on the water. It was so beautiful and shiny. As he flew through the tall reeds, he heard a scary noise. He looked around but couldn’t see anything. It must have been a log floating down the river.

He flew quickly past the tall oak trees. He came to a little shack. A man was sitting outside, whittling away on a piece of wood. The man looked up and saw Flicker glowing. He got up from the wooden chair and tried to catch him in a jar.

        Flicker flew as fast as he could, back to his leaf, where he knew it was safe. He looked up at the moon and hummed a song.

        Just then the man snuck up and caught Flicker in the jar. “Ah hah! I’ve got you.” He took Flicker back to his house and put the jar down on the railing. The man sat in his wooden chair and whittled the wood.

        Flicker glowed every now and then, but soon he got tired. The jar lid was on too tight and Flicker wasn’t getting enough air. He fell to the bottom of the jar.

        The man saw what happened and opened the lid. He looked inside. “What’s the matter? Why aren’t you glowing any more?”