Nola’s Three Tiny Scales — Beside the quiet river, Nola patted soft mud: pat, pat, pat. She wanted to make three tiny scales with her own paws. Read the full story →
Beside the quiet river, Nola patted soft mud: pat, pat, pat. She wanted to make three tiny scales with her own paws.
The mud felt cool and squishy. Nola pressed one bump, then two, then three. “I made them!” she whispered.
Then the sun peeked over the reeds. Gold light slipped into each little scale like honey in a spoon.
Nola smiled so wide her cheeks puffed round. Next time you see her three bumps, can you spot the dawn she made with pat, pat, pat?
