Read the excerpt from "Why the Sun Is Brighter Than the Moon.”
When they were very young, Buwan pushed Araw into a fast-flowing stream.
"Sister, my sister, I’m losing my grip! Grab my hand!” cried Araw, her small hands clinging onto the slippery banks.
"No, sister, I won’t,” replied Buwan, "for you will pull me in too!”
Another time, Araw caught a cicada and put it in a cage she’d made out of bark. Buwan grabbed the cage and shook it.
"Sister, my sister,” cried Araw, "please be careful, because that is a present for our father.”
The details in the excerpt show readers that Buwan