The Cloud That Needed a Wave — Behind the blue gate, Jasper pressed his last yellow chalk into the sidewalk rainbow. Scratch, scratch, squeak! Read the full story →
Behind the blue gate, Jasper pressed his last yellow chalk into the sidewalk rainbow. Scratch, scratch, squeak! He wanted the whole block to see it before lunch, so he stepped past the gate and followed the warm lemony dust blowing down the quiet street.
At the corner, a tiny cloud bobbed beside the mailbox. “Psst,” it puffed. “I need yellow for a surprise.” Jasper looked at his chalk nub. It was small as a bean. He gave it anyway, and his rainbow was missing its sunny stripe.
Then the cloud puffed yellow light into the air—pop, pop, pop—making hearts and stars over every roof. Neighbors opened windows. Jasper waved so hard his sleeve flapped. Here’s the secret: joy gets bigger when it floats away, and if you peek at the cloud, you might catch the last lemony sparkle.