First, he tried to hop the highest. He took a giant leap, but he landed face-first into a clump of marsh grass. Luna didn't even look over.
Once upon a time, in a deep, shimmering pond near Sesvete, lived a tiny green frog named Žare. While most frogs spent their afternoons competing for the loudest "croak," Žare was unusually quiet. He was a Mali Sesvečan—a little frog with a very big heart. mali_sesvecani_zaljubljeni_zabac
He cleared his throat. He didn't try to croak like a big, tough bullfrog. Instead, he began to sing a sweet, melodic tune. He sang about the moonlight on the water, the dance of the reeds in the wind, and how her golden spots outshone the stars. First, he tried to hop the highest
The pond went still. The dragonflies stopped buzzing. Luna turned around, her big eyes sparkling. She hopped off her lily pad and swam across the pond, stopping right in front of Žare. Once upon a time, in a deep, shimmering
She didn't care about high jumps or big dragonflies. She loved his song.
Finally, Žare remembered what the Mali Sesvećani were famous for: singing!