rain hadn't fallen for many weeks. The grass was turning brown and the
flowers all hung their heads, thirsty for a drink. The birds scratched
the ground, searching for worms. It was one of those hot, dry summers
and nobody liked it.
yellow birds flew above the trees, looking down in search of a river, or
a stream, or a pond. “Look, Pooky. I see a pond.” Sooky pointed with her
pond, all right, but look at all the animals around it. That crocodile
would eat us for sure,” Pooky said.
I'm thirsty and want a drink. Maybe it won't eat us,” Sooky said.
crocodile doesn't, then maybe the big cat would,” Pooky said.
We'll look somewhere else.” Sooky flew around for hours, but she
couldn't see any water. Both birds were so tired and thirsty that the
flew to a tree and fell asleep on a branch.
Crash! Boom! The thunder woke Sooky and Pooky up. “What was that?” Pooky
looked up at the sky. “I think it's going to rain.”
at the big black clouds. It is going to rain.” Sooky clapped her wings
together and smiled when the first drops of rain splattered on the
ground. “It's raining, it's pouring. Hooray!”
rained all night and the next morning it was still raining. Water rushed
over the ground. The streams and rivers filled up. The pond got deeper
and deeper. Rain ran down gutters and puddled at the bottom. Sooky and
Pooky flew down to the bottom of a spout and splashed in the water. They
drank until they were full. Sooky started singing. “It's raining, it's
pouring, I'm so happy, tra la la.”
joined in and watched as the flowers stood up straight and opened their
petals. The grass turned green and the air smelled fresh.