Larry the lazy log was lying on the beach. He was the laziest log ever, and he did nothing at all. Fi, the little green tree frog, was not lazy—not one bit. She was always busy. Each morning, she walked along the beach, picking up driftwood and watching the waves roll in. The beach was her favourite place. One morning, as Fi walked along, she loved the feel of the warm sand between her toes. She carried her little blue bucket and filled it with treasures she found along the way. Suddenly, she noticed something in the distance. It was a large, dark object that was not moving. Fi went closer and saw that it was a big piece of driftwood. “Hello, driftwood,” she said kindly. The driftwood did not answer. Instead, it let out a groan. “Oh!” said Fi. “Are you hurt?” With a loud harrumph, the driftwood growled, “Leave me alone. I do not want to talk!” Now, Fi was not used to this nonsense. She loved to chat, so she did not give up. “What’s your name, driftwood?” she asked gently. “My name is Larry,” the driftwood replied. Fi could see that Larry was exhausted. “Why are you so tired, Larry?” she asked. Fi wanted to help, so she asked Larry if she could stand on him to get a better view of the sea. She looked and looked, and then she saw another piece of driftwood bobbing out on the waves. She called out, “What is your name?” The little driftwood bobbed closer and called back, “My name is Lisa!” “Hooray!” cried Fi. She had found Larry’s friend. Larry relaxed at once. “That’s my friend,” he said quietly. “I must wait for the tide to turn. Then I can be with her again.” While they waited, Fi kept Larry company. She told him the story of the time she lost her lace hanky, and how Xena the magpie—who loved to collect shiny trinkets—had taken it, thinking it would make a lovely treasure. Fi also told Larry how Henry the Bunyip helped her find it again. Suddenly, Larry began to move. The tide was coming in. Larry was no longer lazy. He was full of energy and no longer complained. As the water lifted him, he felt free. “Thank you, Fi,” Larry said. “Thank you for helping me and for keeping me company.” Fi smiled. She knew she would see Larry again. She had made a new friend that day.Fi finished her walk and went home. She felt happy.