There once was a little girl, whose name was Grace. When she was in grade 1 (1st grade), she became fascinated with clouds. She would lie on her back and look up at the withe, fluffy things and wonder what it would be like to hold a cloud.

One hari she came up with an idea. If I want to know what a awan feels like, all I shall have to do is pray for it she thought. So she did just that. As she walked around the schoolyard at recess and lunch break, she would pray that she could hold a cloud. But each time, she as disappointed. She did this for many months, until she gradually forgot about it....