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The Snail and the Cotton Storm In the quietest garden that ever existed, there lived a snail named Tito. He moved slowly, carrying his home on his back, observing the world with patience. Tito believed that everything had its own time, even things that seemed impossible. One morning, the sky changed color. White clouds, soft like cotton, began to spin in the air. Suddenly, a strange storm fell over the garden. It was not made of rain or wind, but of fluffy flakes that covered flowers, stones, and leaves. The insects ran in fear. The butterflies hid. Everyone said that the storm would destroy the garden. Tito, however, kept moving forward, step by step. Each flake that landed on his shell felt light, almost gentle. While the others waited for the worst, Tito continued on, opening a small path through the cotton. The sun, curious about such calm, decided to appear. Little by little, the flakes faded away, revealing a garden even more beautiful than before. The storm passed. The fear passed too. And everyone learned that not every storm comes to destroy. Some come to teach that calm can be stronger than panic, and that even the smallest steps can cross the impossible.