July 27, 2006

It's Raining. It's Pouring.

It's raining, it's pouring.
The Old Man is snoring,
He went to bed with a cold in his head,
And he didn't get up in the morning.
Rain, rain, go away,
A Little Girl wants to play.

After singing the rhyme, Little Girl asks "Why is the Old Man in bed with a cold in his head?" Since her mother cannot answer the question, Little Girl embarks on a quest to find out for herself. Once Little Girl secures a ladder, she begins to climb up and up, through the house, through the attic skylight, right up to the nearest thundercloud. Several creatures follow Little Girl on her ascent to the sky - a duck, a mouse, a dog, a bat, a robin, and a cat.

Old Man is a giant who lives in the clouds and controls the weather. He tells Little Girl that he has a terrible cold - his head hurts, his eyes are watering, and his throat tickles. Little Girl informs the giant that when she has a cold, her mother gives her hot honey and lemon to drink. Old Man tells Little Girl that he does not have a mother! She descends the ladder with her companions, including the newest addition, a Canada Goose. With the help of her mother, Little Girl assembles her own ingredients to cure the giant's cold. She also accumulates another creature - a hedgehog.

Once again, Little Girl and her companions ascend the ladder to Old Man's bed. The giant gratefully accepts all of elements of Little Girl's cure, and, immediately, he begins to feel better. The sun comes out, and, with the help of a sunbeam, courtesy of Old Man, Little Girl and her companions slide back home. Once there, Little Girl puts on her runners and goes outside to play - in the puddles!

Eveything is possible.
Imagination Daring.
Love Caring.
Rains and Me.

1 comment:

Mrinalini said...

nice story... :)..