Puff the Helpful Cloud

High up in the sky lived a tiny cloud named Puff. Puff was soft and fluffy,

with a tiny voice and tiny dreams. “I want to help,” Puff said softly. Down below,

a tiny flower stood in a sunny field. Its little petals felt tired and dry. “I’m so thirsty,”

the tiny flower whispered. Puff heard the small cry and smiled. “I can help!”

The tiny cloud puffed its cheeks. Plip… plop… tiny raindrops began to fall.

The flower drank the drops and slowly grew taller. Its colors became bright and happy.

“Thank you, tiny cloud,” the flower said. Puff felt a warm sparkle of joy inside.

And the tiny cloud learned something big: Even tiny things can do wonderful