Every summer night, Mia would climb onto the porch roof with her grandmother. “Look,” Grandma would whisper, pointing up. “That’s the Bear, carrying her cubs home.” It was a shape only Grandma knew how to draw.
This Summer, the Sky Felt Empty
This summer was different. Grandma wasn’t there to point anymore. The stars looked like scattered dots.
A Tiny Visitor Made of Starlight
A tiny bear cub, no bigger than a teacup, sat there, glowing softly like stardust. “Where did you come from?” Mia whispered. The cub just blinked up at her, and came a little closer.
Still Traveling, Still Arriving
Mia remembered something Grandma once told her: starlight travels for years before reaching us. The light hadn’t stopped, it was still arriving, patiently, the way Grandma’s voice still arrived in Mia’s memory.
What’s amazing is that these star patterns have been keeping people company for a very long time. Thousands of years ago, people in ancient Greece and Babylon looked up at the very same night sky and connected these same stars into shapes of bears and hunters, telling almost the exact stories we still tell today. No matter where in the world someone stands, or how much time has passed, people keep looking up at the same stars and passing their stories on.
That night, Mia named her new friend Momo. “I see you, Grandma,” she whispered to the sky. From that night on, whenever Mia felt lonely, she’d look for Momo among the stars, and he was always there.
Your Turn Now
- What shape did Grandma point out in the night sky?
- How long can starlight travel before it reaches us?
- Do you have a special memory of looking up at the night sky with someone?
(Think about it: 1. A bear carrying her cubs home. 2. Years. 3. There’s no single answer, share your story with someone!)
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