Zora was nine and she loved to invent —
with tape, string, and cardboard and time well spent.
One morning she dragged a big box to the yard
and called to her papa, "Come help me real hard!"
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The Girl Who Built a Rocket
A Ten-Page Story to Read and Color
Ages 4–9 · Black Coloring Books
Ages 4–9 · Imagination · Making · Father-daughter
The Girl Who Built a Rocket
A Ten-Page Story to Read and Color
Zora is nine and she builds a rocket out of a cardboard box, tape, and a whole lot of belief. With her papa's scissors and her own big imagination, she blasts off from the backyard, sails past striped planets, and fixes a wobbly fin in zero gravity. Ten rhyming pages about the joy of making things, the bravery of trying again, and the cocoa waiting when you come back down to Earth.
- Story spine
- Cardboard box · Tape and fins · Blast off · Fixing in space · Welcome home
- Who you're coloring
- Zora, nine years old, dark skin, two puff buns with star-shaped hair clips, t-shirt and shorts. Papa, a tall Black man with a short beard and a warm smile, who never says a dream is too big.
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Papa brought scissors and markers and glue,
and Zora drew fins on the box, two by two.
She cut out a window and taped on a door —
a rocket was rising where nothing stood before.
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She climbed in the cockpit and pulled the lid low,
with a pot on her head for a helmet, you know.
The sky was still blue and the grass was still green,
but Zora was off to a place never seen.
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She counted out loud till the numbers ran down,
then shouted, "Blast off!" and she shook off the ground.
The fence became tiny, the trees turned to dots,
as Zora sailed up past the rooftops and pots.
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The stars were like sparkles, the moon was a friend,
she waved at the comets and hoped they would bend.
A planet went by that was striped like a ball,
and Zora just laughed as she flew past it all.
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Then something went clank and the rocket went wobble —
a fin had come loose and she started to bobble.
She reached for her tape with a quick steady hand,
and fastened it firm so her ship could still stand.
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She looked through the window and what did she see?
A small blue-and-green ball that was shining and free.
"That's home," whispered Zora, "so pretty from here."
She blew it a kiss and she wiped away a tear.
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A voice on the walkie said, "Zora, come down!
Your mama made macaroni in town!"
She turned the ship round with a smile on her face,
and zoomed toward the yard at a snail's steady pace.
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The rocket touched grass with a soft little bump,
and Zora climbed out with a smile and a jump.
Her papa was waiting with cocoa and bread,
and "Welcome back, astronaut," is what he said.
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That night on the fridge hung her drawing of space —
a rocket, some stars, and her own smiling face.
So build what you dream, little maker, and know:
the sky is not empty; it's waiting to go.
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