THE BROOK.
Reading edition
One day some raindrops fell out of the sky. They went running down a hillside. By and by they came to a bright, happy brook. “Stop, stop, pretty water!” said the raindrops. “Where are you going?” “I am going to the sea,” said the brook. “I can not stop. I have work to do. I water the grass and the flowers. The cows come here to drink. I make a home for the fishes. The birds like my pure cold water. The boys and the girls come here to play.
There are other little brooks. They all go my way, so we run on together.” “We will go with you, too,” said the raindrops. So away they went with the bright, happy brook.