I Smell Joy!
Deep in the steamy jungle, where moist soil meets twisting vines, there lives a giant red flower named Rafa - and oh, does she have a smell! The roses say her spots spoil the view. The butterflies zoom right past without a glance. So why is Rafa still grinning with joy, puffing up her petals and calling out in her happiest voice? Could stinky really be special? This decodable reader practises the oi/oy phonogram in words such as ‘joy,’ ‘voice,’ ‘moist,’ ‘spoil,’ and ‘point.’