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By M.J. Hewitt
Sunday, February 20, 2011

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Hope all you children enjoy the story of Harry.

Harry was a soft and cuddly white cloud.

He was kind and brave.

But more than anything else he was the most helpful cloud in the

whole sky.

He would drift around day and night hoping to find someone or

something to help.

Harry dreamt about helping, talked about helping, and thought all

the time about nothing else but helping.

One day his friend Norman who was a dark grey cloud was feeling

sad. The reason Norman felt so sad was because he was slowly


Harry could not wait to help his friend and rushed around the sky

collecting other bits of clouds, pushing and pulling them together

and attaching them to his friend Norman.

Norman however, was a grumpy cloud. Nothing was ever right for

Norman and today was no exception. He moaned and groaned

about the colour of the clouds that Harry had attached to him.

“Wrong colour Harry, wrong colour.” Norman repeated over and

over again.

But Harry didn’t hear his friend as he was much too busy helping.

Eventually Harry managed to get Norman back to his normal size . He was happy that he had helped.  But all Norman could say

grumpily was “thanks for nothing Harry”.

But Harry was still happy because he had helped and that was all

that mattered to Harry the helpful cloud.

He continued to help wherever and whenever he could until one

day he realised that something strange was starting to happen.

For Harry the helpful cloud was slowly beginning to disappear.

Bit by bit, chunk by chunk, he was getting smaller.

But amazing though it may seem, as Harry was slowly

disappearing his need to help others got even stronger, but

unfortunately no one felt the need to help him. Harry now a small

cloud still scurried across the sky helping other rapidly

disappearing clouds, but with no thanks for his kindness.

Norman could see his friend was getting smaller but he just

continued to float on by, ignoring the sight of Harry slowly

shrinking. Other clouds who Harry had helped many times were

also not interested, as they were more wrapped up with their own


Eventually Harry began to feel very tired and all that was left of

him was a tiny slither of cloud and for the first time in his life he felt

sad. But not because he was disappearing, he felt sad because he

was just too tired to help the other clouds.

Harry began to cry big fat drops of rain, a real downpour of tears

and when he could cry no longer he fell into a deep sleep. This

time he did not dream of helping, he dreamt of nothing.

Harry the cloud had now completely disappeared. Norman and the

other clouds drifted by, but they were still all so lost in their own

worries that they did not even notice that their friend was no longer

with them.

Harry did not know where he was and the surrounding darkness

made him feel frightened and alone. He was not even sure if he

was awake or sleeping. But he definitely knew one thing, where

ever he was now he did not like it, he did not like it at all.

He missed miserable Norman and all the other ungrateful clouds,

for anything seemed better than where he was now.

Suddenly an enormous bang brought Harry quickly out of his deep

sleep and he could not believe what lay before him. For now Harry

the helpful cloud was the biggest most glorious cloud in the whole

sky. Great flashes of light darted down towards earth from out of

the folds of mighty Harry. Beautiful flashes of bright purple

followed by incredible blasts of sound. A wave of noise and light

that filled Harry with pride.

He had been born again and had been rewarded richly for his

kindness to others. For Harry was the king cloud of the skies and

he wept great big drops of tears but this time they were happy


Matt .J. Hewitt


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