The sky was dark and gloomy; the sky was covered in ash-like colour. As the school children sat inside listening to the rain, they were doing their work but they had other things on their mind.
“Psst, Hope,” whispered Shanara.
“Yes?”
“It’s raining really hard.”
“I know, I really wish we could go outside and play in the rain,” Hope said.
“So do I!”
“If I was in the rain,” said Shanara, “I would go stand right dead smack in the middle of the field and poke my tongue out. I would play and play until I was covered in wet dripping puddles. Oh, how I wish to play in the rain.”
If I was in the rain, I would run and run until the teacher called us in,” said Hope. “The rain looks so tempting to play in.”
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