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A star once turned into a lovely maiden and came to a young Indian brave in his dream.
“Young brave,” said the maiden, “I am a star that left the sky and wants to live in your land. Your earth is full of beautiful things. The lovely flowers, the birds, the rivers! But more lovely are the children. What place do you advise me to choose for myself?”
The young brave said: “Why don’t you decide to live on the tops of the largest trees or in the hearts of flowers? Then the children will love you.”
At first the star went to the mountains and lived in the white rose, but the children didn’t go so far up.
Then she lived in the grass but she feared the buffaloes in the fields.
Then the star said, “I shall live on the rivers, because there the children swim and play in their canoes.”
Next morning, when the children got up and ran to the bank of the river they saw hundreds and hundreds of white water-lilies, like little white cups on the water. In the heart of each, a bright star lived.