Once upon a time, high up in the bright blue sky, a little cloud named Puffy lived. Puffy was a very curious cloud. He loved floating around the sky and watching all the wonderful things happening down below.
Puffy loved to see the big, tall trees swaying in the wind, the colourful flowers blooming in the fields, and the busy birds flying from tree to tree.
One sunny day, Puffy noticed the sky wasn’t so blue anymore. It was turning a little grey.
“What’s happening?” Puffy asked the wind, who was blowing by.
“It looks like it’s going to rain,” said the wind with a smile.
“Rain? What is that?” asked Puffy, feeling a little puzzled.
“Well, rain is something very special,” the wind explained. “When clouds like you get full of water, they must share it with the earth below. The rain will fall and help the flowers, trees, and animals. It’s the earth’s way of getting a drink.”
Puffy thought about this for a moment. “That sounds wonderful! I’d love to help the earth,” said Puffy excitedly. Puffy looked down and saw the green grass below. The flowers were so colourful, and the trees looked like they were reaching the sky. But they all looked a little dry, as if they could use water.
As Puffy started to feel fuller and fuller, he could hear a soft rumbling sound in the distance. It was thunder calling him to begin. Puffy took a deep breath and decided it was time to share.
Puffy let go of the water he had been holding inside with a gentle puff. Slowly, soft drops began to fall from him, one by one, and then a little faster. The rain started to fall, tapping on the leaves, the roofs, and the flowers.
The trees and flowers cheered as the rain landed on them. “Thank you, little cloud!” they said. “Now we can grow strong and beautiful.”
The birds and animals danced in the rain, feeling the cool drops on their faces. Even the little bugs and insects emerged from under their leaves to play in the rain.
Puffy smiled. He felt so happy knowing that he had helped. As he continued to rain, he saw how the earth became fresh and happy, with the puddles forming on the ground and the flowers standing tall. “I like being part of the rain,” Puffy thought.
But soon, after a while, Puffy felt lighter and lighter. He had shared all his water, and it was time to float away again. The rain began to slow, and the sun started peeking out from behind the clouds. The earth was happy, and everything looked shiny and bright.
“Goodbye, little cloud,” the flowers and trees waved. “Thank you for the rain.”
Puffy waved back, feeling proud. “I’m always happy to help,” he whispered, floating back up into the sky, ready to learn more and see what adventures lay ahead. And from that day on, Puffy wasn’t just a cloud. He was a cloud with a purpose – a little cloud who made the rain.
---PS: AI-Generated by Chatgpt, grammar checked manually and through Grammarly, and the content appropriateness has been checked---
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