Clay hopes to be named “star of the week” at his school. He asks his grandmother what he can do to be the student chosen for this. “What’s star of the week?” his grandmother asks. “[It] means I’m the most important person in the whole school,” Clay responds. “I get to pick the story, and be first in line, and wear a big, shiny star for everyone to see.” His grandmother frowns and tells him he will never be the most important person in the school because no one person is more important than his family and community. She takes him outside to look at the stars and reminds him that each star plays a role in its constellation. “Each of us, matter what we do or who we are, is a star to someone,” she tells Clay. Clay considers this as he is falling asleep, thinking about all the people in his community and how important they are to him. At school the next day, he is named star of the week, and he responds by asking his teacher if everyone can be star of the week. When his teacher asks why, he tells her, “It doesn’t make sense to have just one star. We are better when we shine together.”