Unit11TheTwoMiceRetoldbyKellyQuirozIllustratedbyWendaCollinsOncethereweretwomice.Theywereverygoodfriends.Theybothlikedtoplay.Butonlythefirstmouselikedtowork.Thetwofriendsplayedallsummer.Thentheleavesbegantofall.Itwastimetogetreadyforthelong,coldwinter.“I’mreadytowork,”saidthefirstmouse.“I’llworklater,”saidthesecondmouse.“Rightnow,Iwanttoplay!”Thesecondmousekeptplaying.Butthefirstmousestartedworking.Shemadeabagfromanoldsnakeskin.Sheusedthebagtogatherbeans.Shestoredthebeansinherhouse.Aftermanydays,herhousewasloadedwithbeans.Shewasreadyforwinter.Oneafternoon,thesecondmousecametovisit.Justasshegotthere,thefirstwintersnowflakefellfromthesky.“Ohno!”wailedthesecondmouse.“Winterishere.AndInevergatheredanybeans!I’vebeenplayingallfall.Oh,whatamIgoingtodo?”Thenshepeekedinsideherfriend’shouse.“Youhavelotsofbeans!”shecried,“MayIhavesome?”“Yes,”saidthefirstmouse,“Youmayhavesomeofmybeans.ButIdon’thaveenoughtofeedbothofusallwinter.Youstillhavetime.Youmustgathersomebeansforyourself.”Thenshepickeduphersnakeskinbag.“Youcanusemybag,”saidthefirstmouse.“Butyouwillhavetoworkveryhard.Andveryfast.”“Thankyou!”criedthesecondmouse.“AndwhatwillyoudowhileIwork?”Thefirstmousesmiled.“First,Iwilleatsomebeans,”shesaid.“AndthenIwillplay!”