“Hurry up, Max!” Jules yelled. “The faster we dig, the faster we get pizza. I’m already hungry.”
Max and Jules had agreed to spend Saturday morning digging the garden to get it ready for the planting season. As soon as they finished, their mom had promised a pizza lunch—it was a fair trade-off, they thought. But just an hour into digging, Max was feeling tired.
“I’m working as fast as I can!” Max yelled back.
Max gripped his shovel tighter and dug deep. His shovel moved through the soil. Crack!
“What on earth was that?” thought Max. “Hey, Jules, I think I hit something!” he shouted.
“It’s probably just a rock,” Jules said. “Just keep going.”
Max continued to dig carefully. A round, white object slowly emerged.
“Jules, it’s not a rock!” he exclaimed. “It’s like…a big, round white thing.”
Jules walked over to look. They resumed digging around the object. The top of the object became clearer.
“It’s an egg!” Jules shouted. They continued to dig until finally, they could reach down and remove the egg from the soil.
Holding the gigantic egg, the boys were mesmerized. It was as big as a soccer ball!
“Oh, no,” Max said, pointing to a small crack in the top of the egg. “I must have cracked it with my shovel.”
Ever so slowly, the crack started to expand.
“Something’s hatching!” Jules shouted. He gently placed the egg back on the soil and they took a few steps back.