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First Story: A Zebra Called Dottie

Dottie arrives at school with her mum. She hides behind her

mum’s legs and she stays put. She can see the students entering the

school yard:
Grayce with her parents, Hooknoser with his dad, Hoseblacky with his

parents, and many more. Her mum has a lovely smell: fresh grass and

mumscent. Dottie was going nowhere, she was staying right there.

- Look, honey, how many animals your age! There, go and play!
No response from Dottie. Her mum bent and whispered to her fondly:

-You are my little star!

And Dottie came very slowly from her hideout. All the children’s

mothers were there. Some of them were very fat, others very thin,
some of them furry, while others supple and strong. But definitely

none of them had that special scent: grass-mumscent. Dottie rubbed

her head on her mum’s belly, paused for a moment, and then she
dashed to the schoolyard. Her mum became fainter, like a little spot on

the horizon.