Kako Se Crta Kuca -

Ana drew a neat rectangle and added a tiny dot for the doorknob. She stepped back and looked at her drawing. It was a simple house, the kind every child draws, with a swirl of smoke coming out of a chimney she added at the very end.

"But a house cannot be dark," the old man whispered, tapping the center of the paper. "We need windows. Two small squares right here. They let the golden sunshine in and allow you to look out and see when the spring flowers are blooming." Ana added the windows, drawing a little cross inside each one to make the glass panes. Kako Se Crta Kuca

Little Ana sat at the wooden kitchen table, her small hand gripping a yellow pencil. In front of her was a blank sheet of paper, glowing under the warm afternoon light. Ana drew a neat rectangle and added a

She looked up at her grandfather, who was sipping coffee across from her. "Deda," she asked in her soft voice, "Kako se crta kuća?" (Grandpa, how do you draw a house?) "But a house cannot be dark," the old

"And finally, the most important part," he said, pointing to the bottom center of the square. "The door. A tall rectangle. This is where we welcome our friends, where we hug our family when they come home, and where we keep our hearts safe."

Her grandfather pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. "You see, Ana," he said quietly. "To draw a house, you only need lines. But to make it a home, you fill it with love. And you have just drawn the most beautiful home in the world." To help you with your own drawing or storytelling project: