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So Laila told Hanaa a story. She told her about the big shark that swam past the reef, about the faiy tholhi (blue parrotfish), and about her favourite yellow bucket. When the sun began to set, the tide came back in. The little rock pool filled up with sea water. Laila knew it was time.

" Hama dhuvas ves filaah ekamakee ," Laila said. "Every day, we will be friends."

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.

"Mummy!" Laila called. "The starfish is holding my hand!" Laila’s mother came and smiled. "That starfish has chosen you, loabin (my dear)." Pdf Kudakudhinge Dhivehi Vaahaka

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.

Aharen Ves Fila (The New Starfish Friend)

Laila spent the whole afternoon playing with Hanaa. They played Hike (a counting game). Laila would put her finger in the water, and Hanaa would spin around. When Laila laughed, Hanaa’s orange body seemed to glow brighter. So Laila told Hanaa a story

Laila gently lifted Hanaa out of the pool. The starfish felt light, like a wet leaf. Laila walked to the edge of the water and placed Hanaa on a smooth rock by the sea.

"When the tide comes, the starfish must go home. But do you know a secret?" her mother whispered. "Starfish remember kind voices."

"No," her mother laughed. "Starfish eat tiny shells. But you can share your story." The little rock pool filled up with sea water

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

Hanaa was back. And she had brought a tiny white pebble as a gift.