»õ·Î½ÃÀÛÇÑ ¸ðÀÓ¿¡¼ È°¿ëÇÏ·Á°í..½É»ç¼÷°íÇÏ¿© ¸ÚÁø ³ª¹«À¶ÆÇÀ» ¸¸µé¾ú´ä´Ï´Ù. ¾î¶²°¡¿ä? ¹Ý¸¶»ç¼ Â¥Åõ¸®¾øÀÌ ¸ðµÎ»ç¿ëÇßÁÒ..¤¾¤¾¹Ø¿¡´Â ºÎÁ÷Æ÷ ºê¶ó¿î»öÀ» ºÙ¿´±¸¿ä..³Ê¹«¸ÚÁö°Ô µÇ¾î ¿À´Ã¿¡¾ß ÀÚ¶ûÇÕ´Ï´Ù..ÃÖ±Ù¿¡¸¸µç°Çµ¥...µðÄ«³¯Â¥¸¦ Á¶Á¤¾ÈÇؼ ±×¸¸..³¯Â¥´Âº¸Áö¸»¾îÁÖ¼¼¿ä...¾Ö°í..,, ¿À´ÃÀº 4th ¸ðÀÓ¶§ Çß´ø Papa please get the moon for me? ¸¦ ÀçÇöÇØ º¼·Á±¸¿ä..Wow! º¸¹è this tree is great!Now I'll tell you about a girl who likes the moon. What's this?Yeah, the moon and the stars.The moon smile and the stars shine on us. This little girl is Monica.At night she can't fall asleep."I wish I could play with the moon." thought Monica.But no matter how much she stretched, she could not touch the moon."Papa please get the moon for me?" said Monica to her father. OK. I'll get the moon for you.So papa got a very long ladder.He carried the very long ladder toward a very high mountain. He put the very long ladder on top of the very high mountain.And then he climbed. Up and up and up.Finally, papa got to the moon."Hello, moon! My daughter Monica would like to play with you but you are much too big."Said papa to the moon. "Every night I get a little smaller, when I am just the right size, you can take me with you."said the moon.And indeed, the moon got smaller and smaller and smaller.When the moon was just the right size, papa took it. "Monica, here you are. I have the moon for you. " said papa to Monica.Oh, thank you papa. I love the moon and I'll play with the moon. Monica is as happy as a lark. Did you have fun?OK, let's say good-bye Monica.Good -bye. ±äÀ̾߱âÀε¥..°£´ÜÇÏ°Ô..ÀçÇöÇغþî¿ä..