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His friends were a brave princess named Leia, a roguish hero named Han Solo, and a furry giant named Chewbacca. They had been captured by Jabba, a terrible gangster who lived in a palace on the desert planet of Tatooine.
Now, Luke had a plan. Instead of charging in lightsaber blazing, he would outwit Jabba with cunning and bravery. But first, he sent his dear friends, the droids C-3PO and R2-D2, to Jabba’s palace with a message.
“Good Jabba, I have come to bargain for my friends’ freedom,” began the hologram message from Luke. But Jabba just laughed, his whole body jiggling like a bowl of jelly. “Ho ho ho,” he chuckled, “I’m not letting them go that easily.”
Undeterred, Luke arrived at the palace, shrouded in the cool starlight of Tatooine’s twin suns setting. He walked in, his Jedi robe flowing behind him, and stood before Jabba. “You will release my friends,” he said, his voice calm but stern, using the power of the Force to influence Jabba’s mind.

Escaping the pit, Luke was brought before Jabba again, this time on his sail barge, floating over the Great Pit of Carkoon. But what Jabba didn’t know was that Luke had a trick up his sleeve. Suddenly, he jumped off the plank and somersaulted through the air, catching a lightsaber thrown by R2-D2.


As they returned to their ship, the Millennium Falcon, they celebrated their victory. “Thanks to Luke, the brave and clever,” Han said, “and to Leia, strong and fearless.”




“Good night, brave Luke,” the stars seemed to whisper, “Good night, fearless Leia, good night, roguish Han, good night, loyal Chewbacca, good night, courageous droids.”
And under the soothing hum of the Falcon, they all drifted off to sleep, embraced by the warm glow of the stars and the cool silver of the moon, dreaming of their next great adventure in a galaxy far, far away.
And so, children, as you close your eyes, remember the tale of Luke, Leia, Han, and Chewbacca. Remember their bravery, their friendship, their victory. And as you drift off to sleep, remember that you too can be brave, you too can be clever, you too can be strong, and you too can be fearless.
“Good night, brave one,” the stars whisper to you, “Good night, clever one, good night, strong one, good night, fearless one.”
And with that, we end our tale, under the starlight of a galaxy far, far away, where heroes rest, and brave hearts dream. Good night, and may the Force be with you.