On any rainy day, we all hear the sound of rain falling. Pitter patter. Pitter patter. But what if we took a closer look at these mystical water drops that fall from hundreds of feet from the sky. On a closer look, we see each drop as small creatures falling to the earth, some to do good and some to do bad. They do their mischiefs or blessings in their short period on earth, only to return to the sky, to be renewed and return again.

One day Mr. Ant went out to gather some food. Mrs. Ant was already putting away the food Mr. Ant gathered the previous day. Mr. Ant took his children to gather the food. As they came out of their home, they went out to the field. As they walked towards thefield, a great stream stood in their way. “What should we do Father?” asked the children. “We’ll make a bridge,” replied Mr.