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The Desert Heroes: Novel The Desert Heroes: Novel by Noora Ahmed Alsuwaidi
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“The sun rose again. Nader woke up to the sounds of the laughing doves. He giggled as he listened to their lovey chirping. They talked nonstop with the loveliest voices ever.
He closed his eyes again, trying to get back to sleep while listening to their lovely chirping.
It only took him a minute to remember his task.
He opened his eyes wide, astonished that he almost forgot all about his friend.”
Noora Ahmed Alsuwaidi, The Desert Heroes: Novel
“Good morning, Grandma little owl,” he said, still running.
“Good morning, dear Nader… I’m trying to sleep. It was a long night,” said the kind owl, resting above a high rock.
“Well, then… happy dreams, grandma little owl,”
“Don’t wander far alone; the wolves might eat you,” warned the little owl before she surrendered to sleep.
Of course, the fawn was running at top speed; he couldn’t hear her advice.”
Noora Ahmed Alsuwaidi, The Desert Heroes: Novel
“After a few times, Nader got tired of being found so easily by everybody, and his curiosity and love of adventure took over him again. In the desire to find the best hiding place, he wandered far from the group, and seeing new sights made him even go further.”
Noora Ahmed Alsuwaidi, The Desert Heroes: Novel
“The dark object stepped out of the bushes’ shades to reveal a young rabbit-like creature. He was light brown, with long and wide large ears, skinny long legs, an agile body, large yellow eyes, and a fuzzy small tail.
“You are a cute bunny!!” said Nader.
“I’m not a bunny! I am he, the most fearless, the bravest, and most courageous, Shuja’ , the Arabian hare,”
Noora Ahmed Alsuwaidi, The Desert Heroes: Novel
“You saw what I’ve done, Mom!!” bragged the child. “What was that creature anyway?!”
“It was a snake, a venomous one, the Arabian-horned viper,” replied the mother, shaking in fear from what just happened. “You were lucky it was a young one,”
“A snake, huh?!! Well, he got what he deserved,” said the fawn. “You called me brave and hero, so will you name me Shuja’ or Batal ?”
“Neither,” said the mother, pulling her son into a hug, “I’ll call you Nader,”

Nader means rare, one of a kind.”
Noora Ahmed Alsuwaidi, The Desert Heroes: Novel