🗺️ Aya's Treasure Map

It was a bright, breezy morning,

and Aya woke up with an idea.

"Today," Aya said,

"is the perfect day for a treasure hunt!"

Aya loved making maps.

Big maps, small maps,

maps of places only Aya could imagine.

This time, Aya wanted to make a real one—

with clues, surprises, and hidden treasures.

First, Aya packed a bag:

a big roll of paper

a box of colored pencils

a compass that spun round and round

and a little magnifying glass

(you never know when you might need one!)

Aya stepped into the park.

The trees whispered.

The birds chirped.

The wind whooshed, just enough to make things exciting.

"Let's see," Aya said.

"A good treasure hunt needs three things:

A map.

Clues.

And a treasure!"

Aya started by choosing a starting point:

a tall oak tree with a trunk so wide

that Aya couldn't hug it all the way around.

With a pencil, Aya drew the tree

right in the middle of the paper.

"Perfect!" Aya said.

Next came the path.

Aya tiptoed around the park,

noticing every detail:

A bench shaped like a half-moon

A puddle that looked like a heart

A row of stones, one big, two small, like a family

Each thing became a mark on the map.

As the map grew, so did the adventure.

Aya made clues:

"Look for the biggest leaf in the park!"

Aya searched until finding a shiny golden leaf and placed it on the ground like a clue.

"Follow the row of stones until you see a circle."

Aya found a circle made of sticks on the ground. Perfect!

"X marks the spot where the flowers bloom brightest."

Aya drew a big red X.

That's where the treasure would be.

But there was one little problem.

Aya needed a treasure!

Aya thought and thought.

What would make someone smile?

Then Aya remembered something in the bag—

a small notebook, some crayons, and stickers.

"Aha!" Aya said.

"A treasure you can add to."

Aya placed the notebook under the big red X

and wrote on the first page:

"Hello! You found Aya's Treasure Book.

Draw a picture, write your name,

or leave a kind note for the next explorer!"

Aya added a few bright stickers and closed it tight.

Before heading home,

Aya unrolled the map one more time.

The park was all there—

oak tree, stones, benches, paths.

It looked like an adventure waiting to happen.

Aya pinned the map to the park notice board

for everyone to see.

The next day,

children ran from tree to tree,

following the clues.

They giggled at the heart-shaped puddle.

They tiptoed past the circle of sticks.

And when they reached the X—

there it was!

Aya's Treasure Book,

waiting like a secret to be shared.

Soon the pages were filled

with drawings of clouds, silly faces, and happy words.

Aya smiled from the bench.

A map can do more than show the way.

It can make an ordinary park

feel full of magic.

And from that day on,

the park was never just a park.

It was Aya's map of treasures—

waiting to be found,

and added to,

again and again.

🗺️