Sammy loves to splash in puddles, dangle from trees, look for ladybirds and skip and dance down the path to her very own beat.

TAP, DA-DUM, TAP, TAP, DA-DUM!

But when Sammy turns five, she feels silly wearing her tutu and gumboots and so she stops dancing altogether. Eventually, Sammy can't hear her beat any more - the very beat that makes her special. How does Sammy find her beat again?