Grandmother told her grandchildren Muna, Badr, and Saeed about an old water channel that once ran through the palm forest behind the village, watering the trees for many generations. The group of friends decided to search for it over the weekend.

They entered the dense palm forest, sunlight filtering between them like golden threads through the long fronds. Badr walked ahead, tracing a green line of moss on the ground, and said, “This means water must be nearby!”

After a long walk, they heard the faint sound of trickling water. They followed the sound eagerly until they reached an old stone channel, where clear water still flowed quietly among the palm roots.

The three friends sat at the edge of the channel, cooling their feet in the water, proud they had found the exact place their grandmother had described. They returned home carrying a brand-new adventure story to tell her with great excitement.