The Cloud Story
A painter lady was painting on a hillside, when a small cloud at the top of the hill noticed her. The little cloud was curious, so it floated down to take a look.
The little cloud peeked at the lady from behind and liked her very much. Then it moved to the front to look at the painting and liked it even more. The more the little cloud looked, the more it liked it, until it floated right in front of her, blocking the lady’s view.
The lady said, “Alright, alright, little cloud, move out of the way, little cloud, move out of the way…”
The little cloud became playful and refused to move. So, the lady tickled the cloud. The little cloud wiggled and giggled but still wouldn’t move.
The lady found the cloud to be quite fun, so she grabbed hold of the cloud, saying, “Oh, you won’t let me paint? Then I’ll paint on you instead!”
The lady drew arms and legs on the little cloud, and then added eyes and a nose. She made a skirt for it out of leaves and even gave it her scarf to wear.
“All done, now you’re a cloud child. Be good and follow me.” The lady stopped painting, taking the cloud child by the hand.
The little cloud had originally lived in the sky, but now, as a cloud child, it wanted to try living on the earth, in the busy streets. However, the streets were so bustling, and the cloud child was afraid of getting lost. So, she tightly held the lady’s hand.
The cloud child asked, “Can I call you Mom?”
The lady thought for a moment, “Hmm—why not? That way, I’ll have a daughter!”
The cloud child lived at her new mom’s house and loved it there. But when her mom made her snacks, she didn’t eat them; the cloud child didn’t need to eat food.
After sleeping at home for a night, the next day, her mom noticed that the cloud child had gotten smaller. On the third day, she became even smaller… Mom grew worried: “My daughter is getting smaller and smaller, what should I do?”
The cloud child said, “Maybe I need to drink some water.”
“Oh, right! My cloud child is made of water vapor.”
The cloud child drank the water her mom gave her and started to grow a little bigger. Gradually, she began to enjoy drinking water. She even drank orange juice and turned into an orange-colored cloud child. She drank kiwi juice and became a green cloud child. Then she drank pineapple juice and turned into a yellow cloud child…
After trying all kinds of colorful juices, she wanted to try ink. This time, her mom wouldn’t let her.
But the cloud child sneaked some ink when her mom wasn’t looking. The ink tasted terrible, and she turned into a black cloud child…
When the cloud child saw her reflection in the mirror, she looked like a big dark cloud. Angry, she jumped up to the ceiling, feeling very sad, and began to cry. It rained heavily, with thunder and lightning… and when her mom came home, she was drenched.
Mom put the cloud child in the bathtub, letting her cry until all the ink was washed away. The cloud child cried and cried, and finally understood why she wasn’t supposed to drink ink.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
