My mother likes to tell me the story about my name, Stella. She 1 about it many times. I was born on a night full of stars. My mom 2 a hard time when the doctor said I was too big to be pulled out. At that moment, Mom looked into the sky, making a wish with all her heart, “Let the baby live, please, even if I may die!” Just then, a very bright star 3 from the sky. All her troubles were soon gone, and my little head came out of her body. With the falling of a star came a new life. That’s how I 4 the name “Stella,” which means “star.”