8th May 2025
Fatha was a lively little short vowel living in the land of Noor Al Bayaan. "I am here to make letters sing!" she cheered as she danced above the letters. Her friends, Alif and Ba, smiled up at her. "How do you do it, Fatha?" Alif asked. Fatha giggled as she replied, "I sit above the letters and make the sounds! Come along, join my fun!"
One sunny day, Fatha decided to lead a parade of letters. "Follow me!" she called, fluttering above the letters. Alif and Ba joined her, and soon they were all dancing together. The letters sang, "Fatha, Fatha, bright and bold, you make us sound like stories untold!" Fatha felt proud, knowing she helped the letters express themselves.
As Fatha floated above, she noticed a little letter, Jeem, looking sad and quiet. "Why so glum, Jeem?" Fatha asked with a twirl. Jeem sighed, "I wish I could sing like the others." "Oh, you can, you can!" smiled Fatha brightly. "Just let me sit above you and feel the magic!" Jeem nodded and soon, with Fatha's help, Jeem's sound joined the joyful chorus.
The parade continued through Noor Al Bayaan, gaining more and more letters. Each one glowed with happiness as Fatha danced above them, making their sounds come alive. The land echoed with their song, "Fatha, Fatha, our dear friend, with you, our voices never end!" The sun shone brightly down, as if joining in their merry parade.
At last, as the day turned to evening, Fatha looked at her friends with a happy sigh. "What a wonderful day of sounds and smiles!" she said, feeling content. Alif, Ba, Jeem, and all the letters gathered close, thanking Fatha for her magic touch. "Anytime, dear friends," Fatha replied, her heart full of joy. And with that, she danced off into the twilight, ready for more adventures another day.
