Who am I?
Everyone knows who I am.
I don't
I'm the wind, little raindrop.
I blow ships across the ocean.
I make waves and tides and make the windmills turn
I blow seeds from flower to flower.
Without me, nothing could grow. I make hurricanes and typhoons and tornadoes,
Drippy had never heard of hurricanes and
typhoons and tornados, but he was
too proud to say so.
Drippy did not even thank the wind for saving him.
Now that Drippy was safe, he was no longer afraid.
He felt very brave.
Here he was, high up in the sky riding around the Stars
How many other raindrops had done that?
Not one!
”Where are your mother and father?”