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"Koo-koo-roo-koo-kool" The familiar sound of crowing roosters gently woke Sadri from his sleep. He quickly got up from his sleeping mat and dressed with extra care, wrapping his best kambèn around his hips and tucking a perfect red hibiscus blossom behind his ear. For today was a special day, Sadri knew. It was the first day of Galungan, and for ten whole days everyone on the island of Bali would be honoring their gods and ancestors.

Sadri was very excited. He was one of the ancestral spirits that were specially invited to the celebrations. Indeed, the people of Bali would be paying their respects to him!