Raindrops

The idea was to have my daughter illustrate this story.....but when school started, the project got pushed behind homework, and ballet, and soccer, and "Wizards Of Waverly Place" episodes.  So there are only a couple drawings to go with the story.

UPDATE:  Allison cranked out several more drawings last night.   :)

RAINDROPS

“Are you ready to go, Dewey?”  Walter, a large raindrop leaned over to the smaller raindrop waiting next to him.

On a late spring afternoon, rain clouds were beginning to gather while the raindrops nervously waited.

“I don’t think I am ready,” the tiny raindrop answered.  “How do we know when to go?”

“I think we’ll just know,” Walter encouraged.  

“Do you think it will be much longer?” Dewey asked.

A low rumble of thunder shook the cloud.

“I’m not sure,” Walter said.  “But I think it will be soon.”  He could tell that Dewey was not very excited about the upcoming events.

“I hope we fall in a forest,” Walter described hopefully.  “With lots of tall trees and a stream.  Squirrels, birds, and maybe some chipmunks.  I’d like to glisten on a leaf after we’re down.”

“Why can’t we just stay up here?” Dewey closed his eyes as if he was wishing he could make it all stop.  “I like it here in our cloud.”

“I’ve also been thinking about falling in a city,” Walter said.  “With lots of people and cars.  Maybe on a bus or train.  Or we could make a puddle on the street for kids to jump in and for cars to splash through as they pass.”

“Can we come back if we don’t like it down there?” Dewey asked.  “Will we be able to come back?”

Walter smiled and gently shook his head.  He continued with a longing sigh, “Maybe our cloud will be over a garden.  We could be watering some flowers or vegetables.  Wouldn’t that be great?  Soft dirt with some worms crawling around sounds fun to me.”

“What will it be like down there?” Dewey looked at Walter for more encouragement.  “Will we be all right?”

“I think it will be wonderful.  It’s what we are meant to do,”  Walter reassured Dewey.  “Have you ever wondered what it would be like to land in a lake or maybe even the ocean.” 

Walter looked down to see if he could tell where they were.  “Or I might try to land on an umbrella,” Walter laughed as he spoke.  “Maybe someone waiting at a bus stop or walking to school.”

A cold gust of wind blew through the cloud and shook the drops as they huddled closer together.

“If it’s cold enough, we might turn to snow,” Walter said.  We’ll float gently down and might even end up as part of a snowman.”  

Dewey just shrugged.  “Will it hurt when we land?” he asked softly.

“Not at all,” Walter said confidently.  “I imagine it might tickle just a bit.”  He could see Dewey start to relax.

“We might fall on a playground full of children.  Maybe at a school during recess time.  With kids jumping rope and kicking balls.”

For a second Dewey almost forgot how nervous he was.  He smiled at the thought of laughing kids running and splashing around him.

“I wonder if it will just be a few of us.  Maybe just a small passing shower.”  Walter wondered.  “Or will it be all of us at once.  With lightning, thunder, and wind blowing us everywhere.”

“Can I stay beside you, Walter?”  Dewey moved in close beside the bigger raindrop.

Another rumble of thunder and the cloud shook again.

“It’s time!”  Walter said excitedly.  “Are you ready?”

Dewey nodded. 

“Let’s go!”