Mr.smith

Mr.smith loved rainy days. While the blue drops tapped the puddles, he stood in his puffy blue outfit and smiled up at the bright yellow sky. “What a splashy day!” he said.

But his little leaf-boat was drifting farther and farther away across the shiny water. Mr.smith wanted to ride it, yet the raindrops were making the puddles wobble and swirl. He took one careful step, then another, but the boat bobbed past a cluster of tiny stones and floated toward the gray clouds reflected below.

Then Mr.smith noticed something. The raindrops were not just falling—they were helping. Each drop made little ripples that pushed the boat in a circle, slowly turning it back toward him. He clapped his hands and laughed.

At the biggest splash, the boat glided right to his feet. Mr.smith hopped aboard, sat down with a giggle, and sailed across the puddle like a brave explorer.

Soon the rain felt like a game, and the whole world seemed to shine. Mr.smith learned that even a stormy day can bring a cheerful adventure if you stay curious and kind.