Rafi Waits for Drip-Drop — Under the rain tree, Rafi held still. Drip... Read the full story →
Under the rain tree, Rafi held still. Drip... drop? Not yet. He hugged the warm bark and watched the shiny leaves. The jungle smelled green and wet. His tail made one tiny swish.
Then a small voice said, “Wait with me.” A tree snail slid from a curl in the bark, carrying a round shell full of plink-plink sounds. Rafi blinked and smiled. Together they listened. At last—drip! The leaf sang, the shell answered, and Rafi’s tail made one tiny swish again. Can you find the quiet spot where they waited?
