The Wind’s Umbrella

The Wind lives in the sky. He is fast. He travels everywhere. He sees mountains, rivers, and cities.

One day, the Wind is tired. He sits on a high hill. He sees a little girl. Her name is Mai. Mai has a red umbrella. It is bright and pretty.

Suddenly, a big rain starts. Mai opens her umbrella. She stays dry. The Wind watches her. He likes the umbrella. He wants to play with it.

The Wind blows softly. Whoosh. The umbrella moves. Mai holds it tight. She smiles. She thinks the Wind is playing.

The Wind blows harder. Whoosh! The umbrella flies up. It goes into the sky. Mai is sad. "My umbrella!" she cries.

The Wind feels bad. He does not want to make Mai sad. He is a kind Wind. He catches the umbrella. He flies down to the hill. He puts the umbrella in Mai’s hands.

Mai is happy. "Thank you, Wind!" she says.

The Wind is happy too. He flies away. Now, when it rains, the Wind is careful. He stays far away. He watches Mai walk home with her dry, red umbrella.

The Wind knows a secret. Being kind is better than being fast.

Do you have a favorite umbrella?