You’re a squirrel and it’s the middle of fall and a bit chilly (rub arms to keep warm). You can’t remember where you stored your acorns! (call) “Where are my acorns?” You carefully rustle through the crisp gold and red leaves (wave arms slowly), but your acorns aren’t there (sigh). You scamper over to a hole (walking) and stick your head down the hole (bend down slowly), but your acorns aren’t there either (come back up). You climb the tall cedar tree (climb); you have to stretch very high to reach the topmost branches (reach high). You turn your fluffy little body about to examine the whole tree (rotate upper body), but you’re acorns aren’t there either. You climb back down (climb). You’re tired so you crawl (crawl) back into your home in the hole in the tree, and look! (point in front of you) You’re pile of acorns (draw large pile) is right there in the middle of your entry way! Looks like you won’t starve to death this winter!
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