In a cozy little village surrounded by tall baobab trees, lived a kind girl named Zola. Zola loved the evening sky, but she noticed the stars always looked tired from shining so brightly. 'They need a warm blanket,' she thought. Using her grandmother's colorful threads and the softest cotton from the fields, Zola began to weave. She wove the colors of the sunset—orange, pink, and deep purple—into a magnificent, glowing blanket. As the moon rose, Zola tiptoed to the highest hill. A gentle breeze lifted the blanket right out of her hands and spread it across the sky! The tired stars nestled into the soft, warm colors, twinkling softly before falling asleep. The village was bathed in a gentle, peaceful glow, and everyone felt safe and loved. Tonight I remember that my kindness can wrap the whole world in a warm, comforting hug.



