The Little Cloud Who Wanted to Rain
A gentle story about a little cloud learning that growing up takes patience and that everyone has their own special time.
Puffy the Cloud
Puffy the Cloud
In the big blue sky lived many clouds. They were fluffy and white, floating gently in the wind. One little cloud was named Puffy. Puffy was the smallest cloud of all. He was soft and white like cotton candy. All around him, the big clouds were making rain. Whoosh! Splash! The rain helped the flowers grow and filled the rivers. Puffy watched them and felt sad. He wanted to make rain too, but he was too small and empty.
Puffy's Wish
One day, Puffy floated down close to the Earth. Below him, he saw a garden. The flowers looked droopy and sad. The soil was dry and cracked. 'Please, we need water!' the flowers seemed to say. Puffy felt even sadder. He wanted to help so much. He tried to squeeze himself to make rain, but nothing came out. He was just a fluffy white cloud with no rain inside. Puffy began to cry, but not raindrops - just little cloud tears.
The Wise Sun
The big warm Sun saw Puffy crying. 'Why are you sad, little cloud?' asked the Sun. Puffy explained, 'I want to help the flowers, but I can't make rain like the big clouds.' The Sun smiled warmly. 'Puffy, every cloud has its own time. You are growing and getting stronger every day. Soon, you will be big enough to hold lots of water. For now, you have another special job.' Puffy looked up. 'What job is that?'
Puffy's Special Job
'You give shade!' said the Sun. 'When it's very hot, you block my heat and keep the flowers cool.' Puffy looked down at the garden. He moved over the flowers and blocked the hot sun. The flowers looked a little happier. He floated around the garden all day, giving shade to the thirsty plants. Puffy felt proud! He was helping after all. As he grew bigger over the weeks, he knew that one day he would make rain too. But for now, being a shade cloud was a very important job. The end.