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Wesley the Worm was a world-famous fruit connoisseur. He could tell the ripeness of an apple just by the way it wiggled on the branch and could identify a grape's country of origin by its tint. But there was one fruit that puzzled him above all others: the great, green watermelon that sat in the middle of the farmer's patch. For this was no ordinary watermelon; it whistled.

It wasn't a sad whistle, or a happy whistle, but a deep, throaty whistle that sounded like a tea kettle in a hurricane. Other bugs and worms would scurry away, frightened by the loud noise. But Wesley was a connoisseur, and he was determined to understand the mystery of the whistling watermelon. He inched closer, his little body trembling with curiosity. He tapped it. The whistling stopped. He wiggled away. The whistling started again.

He spent the whole day observing the watermelon. The whistling seemed to happen every time the wind blew, or when a cricket chirped, or when a bumblebee buzzed by. Wesley had a brilliant idea. He wiggled up to the watermelon and started to hum a tune. The watermelon's whistling stopped, and for a moment, everything was quiet. Then, the watermelon began to whistle a different tune, a gentle little melody that sounded like a lullaby.

Wesley hummed a little louder, and the watermelon's whistle became a harmony. They were making music together! A passing ladybug named Lucy, who had previously been too scared to go near the watermelon, crept closer. "It's beautiful!" she whispered.

Soon, other bugs and worms joined them. The whistling watermelon became the center of a daily orchestra. It wasn't scary at all; it was just trying to find a friend to make music with. Wesley the Worm, the world's greatest fruit connoisseur, had not only found a new kind of fruit, but also a new friend and a whole new symphony.