Diya has a box of coloured chalk. This is blue chalk, this is red, this is green, this is yellow, this is brown, this is black, and this is white. Diya writes It uses the letters of the alphabet, from A to Z. Verbs and nouns are written with it. The trees in the garden are drawn with it. And the birds in the sky. A piece of red chalk fell into a cup of water. The chalk has melted in the cup of water. Diya said: I found her taking a piece of paper and drawing a house, with a tree next to it.

She drew a sun, flowers, a cloud, a child, a ram. A balloon in the air. She gave it to her father. He said, "Where did you get all these colours?" Diaa, I put each color in a little water, and the pieces of chalk melted and became pigments. Using the brush, I coloured the house yellow. The clouds are black, the tree is green, the trunk is brown, the flowers are orange, the child's shirt is gray, and the balloon is Pink. The father said, "Where did you get the orange and grey?" And pink? Orange is a mixture of red and yellow.

Gray is a mixture of black and white. Pink is a mixture of white and red. Father, you are a creative painter, Dia.