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A baby girl named Laila , her Mummy , and a tiny starfish named Hanaa Part 1: The Lonely Rock Pool On a small island in the Maldives, where the water is as clear as glass, there lived a little girl named Laila. Laila was three years old. Every morning, she would sit by the bodu athiri (big rock) near the beach and watch the tiny crabs scuttle sideways.

Laila clapped her hands. "Mummy! Look! My ves fila (starfish) came back!" Pdf Kudakudhinge Dhivehi Vaahaka

"Mummy!" Laila called. "The starfish is holding my hand!" Laila’s mother came and smiled. "That starfish has chosen you, loabin (my dear)." A baby girl named Laila , her Mummy

Hanaa slipped into the foamy wave and disappeared. The next morning, Laila ran back to the bodu athiri . She looked in the rock pool. At first, it was empty. But then— fissa (pop)!—a tiny orange arm poked out from under a shell. Then two arms. Then five. Laila clapped her hands

"No," her mother laughed. "Starfish eat tiny shells. But you can share your story."

The starfish wiggled one of its arms. Laila gasped. She touched the water gently. The starfish—let’s call her Hanaa —floated up to Laila’s finger and wrapped one soft arm around it.

But today, Laila felt kudakudhinge dhandhen (a small sadness). Her big brother had gone to school, and her father was fishing far away.