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“A tiny little spacecraft like you could never reach the and fixed them into place. Rocket began to look impressed. The toys fell silent. The unicorn dug Berrie’s star tracker and antennae out of a puzzle box “and my radio antenna helps me talk to everyone on Earth.” “I have a star tracker that uses the stars as a map, so I know where I am,” said Berrie, so far away and there aren’t

Berrie the little spacecraft was very excited. She had waited in the toy store for such a long Moon. I’m not even built to get there.”
time, hoping someone would choose her, but she had begun to wonder if it would ever happen. Berrie wasn’t going to let a big, mean rocket bully her.
Was it because she was so small? “I know I can do it!” she said bravely. “But it’s

Perhaps they didn’t know that Berrie had a very special mission: to reach the Moon. hopeless without all of my tools.”