“We need a good night’s sleep,” Ally told her baseball bat as she closed her eyes. “Tomorrow is a big day.”
All was quiet, all was well. Ally slept, until . . .
Swoosh! Rushing wind rattled her windowpane. “That noise has got to stop.” Ally hopped out of bed and opened the window. “Excuse me, Mr. Wind!”
“Yes, little girl?” whooshed a gentle breeze. “I’m sorry, but you’re keeping my bat and me awake.” “But when will I whiz, wail, and whoo?” asked Mr. Wind.
“This is my job, you know.”
“Please, not tonight,” said Ally. “I have something important to do tomorrow.” She whispered a secret to him.
“Ah, I see,” said Mr. Wind, closing the window. “Good luck!”
All was quiet, all was well. Ally slept, until . . .
Rat-a-tat-tat! Dripping drops dashed across the roof. “Oh now what?” Ally stomped across the carpet. “Excuse me, Miss Rain!”
“Yes, little girl?” pitter-pattered the petite pellets.
“You woke us up. We really need our sleep.”
“But I need to splish, splash, and splosh,” said
Miss Rain. “I’m on a strict schedule.”
“Do it some other time. Tomorrow is a big day.”
This story is from the May/June 2017 edition of Ladybug Magazine for Kids.
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