Paper-boats

Looking at the sun the child fervently hoped for a bright and sunny day. His eyes looked skyward for a while and then with steady steps he trod on the country road which went down to his village school.

Going to school was fun because it had two periods for games. He happily capered all the way. He was cheerful and happy because he was convinced that he would get a sunny afternoon and with his schoolmates he would have plenty of time to play.

But from the mid-day everything turned upside down. The sky blackened and the sun hid its face under thick black clouds. The crisp day vanished and a heavy shower of rain washed away all the pleasant and tender wishes of the boy. The school playground became so muddy and wet that all the students had to drop the idea of playing.

The harsh nature robbed the boy of innocent pleasure. But innocence and a clear heart is always a fountain head of unspeakable joy.

The rain was raining with all its might and the group of children now floated paper-boats on the running streams. They were giggling and enjoying their innocence to the fullest even when the atmosphere was most adverse.

To them life gave sour lemons but they prepared lemonade with it.