One sunny morning, six-year-old Ama set out on a backyard adventure with her magnifying glass and explorer hat. She was determined to find treasure—maybe a shiny rock or a secret bug village. But what she found instead was a tiny, trembling puppy hiding under the garden bench.Ama knelt down slowly, whispering, “It’s okay, little one.” The puppy wagged its tail just once, then crawled into her lap. Ama named him “Cocoa” because of his warm brown fur.
With her parents’ help, Ama gave Cocoa a bath, some food, and a cozy blanket. They posted signs around the neighborhood, and soon Cocoa’s family came to pick him up. Before he left, Cocoa gave Ama a lick on the cheek—a puppy kiss of gratitude.
Ama didn’t find treasure that day. She became the treasure.
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