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The Little Cloud Who Found Its Shine

A small grey cloud called Woody feels insignificant in the Little Cloud Who Found His Shine. As Woody learns even the tiniest endeavors can lead to a big change; when a village in the aftermath of a drought has the need of rain, so it is. A heart-warming tale of bravery, compassion and self discovery.

Mar 17, 2025  |   2 min read

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Arav Choudhary
The Little Cloud Who Found Its Shine
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Once upon a time, in a vast blue sky, there was a little gray cloud named Woody. Unlike the other clouds that were fluffy and bright, Woody always seemed dull and gloomy.

"You're too small to bring rain," the big clouds would tease. "And you're not light enough to float high and shine in the sun."

Woody felt pretty useless. It drifted alone, watching birds soar freely and the golden sun paint the sky with vibrant colors.

One day, a strong wind swept through the sky, sending all the clouds racing. Woody tried to keep up but ended up getting left behind. Feeling sad, it wandered aimlessly until it stumbled upon a valley where a small village lay.

Down below, the villagers were suffering from a terrible drought. Their crops were drying up, and the animals were searching for water in vain. Woody's heart ached for them.

Just then, an old eagle landed on a tall tree and looked up. "Little cloud, why do you look so sad?"

"I'm too small to make a difference," Woody sighed.

The eagle chuckled softly. "A small spark can ignite a great fire, and a tiny seed can grow into a mighty tree. Maybe you're here for a reason."

Woody thought long and hard. It couldn't bring a storm like the big clouds, but perhaps it could try something different. It gathered every little drop of water it had, squeezing itself as tightly as it could.

Drip... drop? SPLASH! Tiny raindrops began to fall! The dry ground eagerly drank them up. Seeing this, the wind, impressed by Woody's effort, gently helped it spread across the sky. Soon, other clouds noticed and joined in. The village erupted in cheers as rain poured down, saving their crops.

From that day on, Woody was no longer just a little gray cloud - it had become a hero. It learned that no matter how small you are, everyone has the power to make a difference.

And so, Woody drifted on, happily shining in its own special way.

Moral: You don't have to be big to make a big difference!

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