Divya Srinivasan

Little Owl enjoys a lovely night in the forest visiting his friend the raccoon, listening to the frogs croak and the crickets chirp, and watching the fog that hovers overhead.

A loving ode to the natural world follows Little Owl as he glides along on a quiet night looking for things that make him happy, like shimmering stars, winking fireflies and, most of all, spending time with his good friends.

A young narrator describes herself as many things at the same time - a girl, a granddaughter, Indian, American, both selfish and generous, mean and kind - and these seeming contradictions are precisely what makes her a unique individual.