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Miss Giraffine, who had also laughed, approached Dottie and told her:
- You have the most beautiful name of all, Dottie. If we draw rays on a
spot, it will be a…

- A little star! Sprang the polar bear.
- Oh, yes. My mum calls me “her little star”. Dottie wiped her eyes and
her face lit up.
- I like stars too. There is a constellation in the sky with my shape. The

shape of a bear. Would you like to be our star? The polar bear asked
the zebra.
- You are our little star! Shouted all the animals and lifted Dottie, the
zebra with the stripes and the funny name, onto their shoulders.

Some times the others laugh at you, some times they love you,
thought Dottie. She came home with many thoughts. She explained
what had happened to her mum.
- Mum, if someone laughs at you, and then loves you and wants you to

be their friend, what does this mean? In which case are they being
truthful?
- Both times, my little star. Because when we feel ashamed of
ourselves, then the others laugh at us. When we love ourselves, then

they love us as well. I’m sure that your face lit up when you said “my
mum calls me her little star”. So the others saw the shame fading away
from your face. They saw the spark and loved you.
- Good night my little star.