Three Rows of Chicks

Under the lamp: chicks lined like tiny soldiers who forgot how to stand still.

Three rows. Four chicks in each row. Spike asked: how many altogether?

Suzy counted one row: four. Then she said three times four — and checked by counting all.

Four, eight, twelve. Twelve chicks. Not thirteen. Peeping does not add a number.

Pavlova supervised the array like a queen of geometry.

If a chick hopped out of line, the array told the truth until they reset soft.

Adventure Pack had no magic multiply wand. Looking did the multiply.

Little Thunder stayed outside chick arrays on purpose.

Kids: draw three rows of four dots. Count by fours: four, eight, twelve.

Array maths is tidy noticing — then a gentle scoop if someone leaves the row.

Care means counting living things without rushing their feet.

Three rows of four: twelve.