esterday, he was a small white flamingo living in a beautiful lake surrounded by cheerful frogs and playful fish. Flami was curious and dreamy, but often felt a little small in such a vast world. Every day, he watched the adult flamingos soar high, showing off their beautiful pink feathers, and wondered, “When will I become one of them?” One day, as he walked on his long little legs, Flami stumbled and fell into the water. On his journey to the bottom, he met a good friend: a tiny jellyfish named Luna. “Why are you so sad, Flami?” asked Luna. “I want to be like the pink flamingos that shine under the sun, but I’m just a white flamingo,” sighed Flami. Luna smiled and said, “Every flamingo has its own story, and each of us can shine in a unique way. You just need to feed yourself with dreams and experiences!” Flami stood up, determined to discover his own color. Over the years, Flami explored the world around him. He learned to dance along the lake’s edge, sing with the frogs, and glide among the fish. He collected special moments—laughter, friendships, and small victories. With every step, he felt something magical happening… his feathers were beginning to change!