Amara and Her Different Friends
by
Patches the Story Dog
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Amara loved to ask big questions. She asked, "Why is the sky blue?" She asked, "Where do birds sleep at night?" She asked so many questions that her family called her "The Question Girl."
Today was the first day back at school. The bell rang for recess, and Amara ran outside. The sun was warm. The grass was soft. The big oak tree spread its branches wide, like it was giving the whole schoolyard a hug.
Under the big oak tree, Amara saw three kids she had never met before. A tall boy was drawing shapes in the dirt with a stick. A girl with bright red glasses was humming a little song. And a boy in a green striped shirt was reading a book about birds.
"Hi!" said Amara. "I'm Amara. What are you all doing?" The tall boy looked up. "I'm drawing a house for birds," he said in a quiet voice. The girl with red glasses smiled. "I'm making up a song about trees!" The boy in the green striped shirt held up his book. "I'm reading about robins. Did you know robins can eat fourteen feet of worms in a day?"
"Wow!" said Amara. "You all like such different things!" She looked up at the big oak tree. A robin sat on a branch, singing its song. "I have a big question," said Amara. "What if we built a real birdhouse for that robin?" Everyone smiled. "Yes!" they all said together.
Their teacher brought them wood, nails, glue, and paint. She set it all on the grass by the big oak tree. "Work together," she said with a wink. "A good team makes the best things." The four friends looked at the pile of supplies. This was going to be fun!
But soon, it was not so fun. The tall boy wanted to build the walls first. The girl with red glasses wanted to paint it first. The boy in the green striped shirt wanted to make sure the door was the right size for a robin. Everyone talked at the same time. No one listened.
The wood fell over. The paint spilled. The glue got on the grass. "This is not working," said the girl with red glasses. The tall boy crossed his arms. The boy in the green striped shirt sat down with a sigh. Amara looked at the mess. She felt sad, but then she had a thought.
"I have a big question," said Amara. Everyone looked at her. "What if we each do the part we are best at?" The tall boy was great at building. The girl with red glasses was great at painting. The boy in the green striped shirt knew all about birds. And Amara? She was great at asking questions and making plans.
This time, they worked as a team. The tall boy stacked the wood and hammered the nails. The boy in the green striped shirt measured the door to make it just right for a robin. The girl with red glasses painted the birdhouse bright yellow with red flowers. And Amara helped everyone and made sure each part fit together.
When they were done, they stepped back and looked. The birdhouse was beautiful! It was strong and sturdy. It was bright yellow with little red flowers. And the door was just the right size. They hung it on a branch of the big oak tree. The robin flew over and peeked inside. Then it hopped right in!
Amara smiled at her three new friends. "We are all so different," she said. "And that is what made our birdhouse so great." The tall boy nodded. The girl with red glasses laughed. The boy in the green striped shirt grinned. Amara had one more big question. "Same time tomorrow?" "Yes!" they all said together.