In a cozy little town, where the streets were lined with colorful houses, lived a very special baker named Garry. He had rosy cheeks, a warm smile, and always wore a tall white hat that made him look like a happy snowman.

Every morning, when the stars were still twinkling in the sky, Garry would wake up extra early 🎵. While all the other townspeople were still snuggled in their beds, he would skip to his little bakery, humming his favorite tune 🎵.

“Time to make the bread!” Garry would sing softly, tying his apron. “Mix and knead, that’s what we need!”

His kitchen was the most wonderful place in town. It smelled like warm hugs and happy memories. As Garry mixed the flour and water 🎵, little clouds of white powder would dance in the air. When he kneaded the dough, it would go squish-squash, squish-squash under his careful hands.

But the most magical part of Garry’s morning wasn’t just his baking – it was his special delivery car 🎵! It was painted bright blue like the summer sky, with little golden musical notes all over it. Whenever Garry drove down the street, the car would play the sweetest music 🎵 that made everyone smile.

“Ding-ding, ring-ring! Fresh bread for everyone!” the car would sing as Garry drove through town.

Children would rush to their windows 🎵, still in their pajamas, waving excitedly. “Good morning, Garry!” they would call out. Even sleepy parents looked outside, happy that their breakfast would be warm and delicious.

But one morning, however, something unusual happened. When Garry loaded freshly baked bread into his musical car and wanted to hit the road, it made a strange sound 🎵.