Once upon a time there were five frogs, who all lived together in a round pond in the deep and leafy woods. They swam in the green coloured sunshine all day, eating mosquitos and playing “pass the bubble” together. At night they found a cosy spot and curled up together in a circle. They would whisper froggy stories to each to each other as they drifted off to sleep. It was a happy way for a frog to be, and a sweet life.
One evening, as the frogs went to settle into a leafy nook to get sleepy, they realized that the smallest frog of all wasn’t tucked into the story circle. Where could he be? They called to him.. “Little Frog?”… but no answer. They were curious frogs, and just a little concerned, so they popped out into the dusky light to find their friend.
It didn’t take long to find him. There he was, just above their sleepy hiding spot, sitting on a leaf and gazing in rapture at the darkening sky. “Little Frog”, they cried, “what are you doing? It’s time to be sleepy and we missed you!”. The little frog turned to his friends in amazement, and said “I was a little late, chasing one last mosquito… but look – have you seen this? Just look at the sky. There is the most beautiful thing there, sparkling in the dark…”
Looking towards the sky, the little group of frogs saw, for the very first time, a star. They became very quiet, and sat together with their friend, watching with wide round eyes. The first star of the evening glowed brightly, and over the next few minutes the sky darkened from grey to pale and then sapphire blue. Finally, the sky was velvety black and sparkled with the infinite host of stars that can only be seen deep in the leafy woods and far away from human places. The beauty of the night sky gave the little frogs so much joy that deep in their green and slightly clammy breasts, their hearts seemed too full. Little Frog’s amphibian heart could bear no more, so he started to sing softly, just to let out some of the joy. One by one his friends joined in, and together they sang the happiness of the beauty of the stars.
Nowadays, if the evening is clear and fine, the five frog friends always sit out for just a little while to sing joyfully with the stars before curling up in their sleepy hiding spot. On rainy nights they still enjoy a cosy, froggy story, but nothing makes them happier than to sing goodnight with the stars. In fact, if you go very quietly to the round pond in the deep and leafy woods just at dusk, you too might hear the frogs’ star song…