Alto the Little Rain Cloud by Martyn Kenneth

The Little Rain Cloud by Martyn Kenneth Alto the Little Rain CloudBy Martyn KennethOnce upon a time, there was a little rain cloud. And it was a very kind little rain cloud because it's big mommy and daddy, the fluffy white clouds and taught it that if it was ever going to rain, it should at least rain on some place that needs the water. Like a farmer's field after it had been sewed or hot swings in a playground so that the kids don't burn their legs when they get on. But this rain cloud all the way up in the sky, floating around all by himself was feeling rather lonely. Now when I say little, as in little rain cloud, I mean, it was about as big as a kitchen table, or a piano, or maybe the size of two big TVs you might find in your living room, or maybe the size of your sofa. So it was a little bit big, but it was pretty small for a cloud. And when it was way, high in the sky, you could barely see it. So nobody took much notice of it. The weather forecasts on the telly never picked it up however it was one of those clouds that on a hot sunny day with a clear blue sky would make you stand there, point and stare and say “Look at that little cloud in the sky”. And it made the blue sky look even more blue. The little rain cloud liked that. He liked to be noticed. It didn't happen very often.This little rain cloud was also a bit mischievous or cheeky or some might say even naughty. I think it was because he's mommy and daddy weren't around anymore so he liked to play around and because nobody could really see him he was able to get away with a lot of things.Some of the things he did they weren’t really bad, because, let’s face it - how much damage could a little white cloud the size of your sofa actually do? Well, one thing it liked to do was to rain in playgrounds and make just a little wet-patch-circle just before the children came out to play. They would tumble into the yard laughing and then stop and scratch their heads and then ask their teacher. Has it been raining, sir? Why is it we over here? What's happened? Sometimes, he would like to rain on the car of the teacher that shouted at the child at school. The rain cloud was especially happy if it was a warm summer's day and the teacher had left the car windows open. Meaning the little cloud could get the car all wet. And so a little rain cloud was floating around, raining here and raining there and feeling a bit sad. You see his brothers and his sisters and his mommy daddy had been blown away in a great big storm a long time ago. The rain cloud wanted to find his mommy and daddy and kept searching and searching. But he couldn't find them. One day, or, I should say one night, the little raincloud was floating around, and a big grey thunderstorm cloud came along and barged him right out of the way. The little rain cloud was blown aside and settled near the side of a mountaintop and landed just behind the tip of this mountain as he watched this wide and deep, angry and grey storm crowd growing and growing bigger and bigger and bigger. And then as he peeked past the tip of the mountain again the little rain cloud saw sparks of lightening flying out of the cloud and the bellowing thunder ringing all around. The thunder was deafening and the rain cloud was scared. Scared but very, very impressed. He watched the big storm blowing gusts of wind, moving the trees, bumping cars and even swaying buildings. “Mmm I'd like to be a storm cloud! I would like to be able to make lightning and thunder and blow a few cars around” thought Alto. “But I'm just a little rain cloud, how could I possibly do that? And as the storm passed over. -And as he watched all the damage unfold as the light came from the sunpopped up from the horizon, the little rain cloud had second thoughts: “Do these big storm clouds do anything else apart from all this damage?” Look...