Saturday, April 9, 2011

How does a rainbow feel?

After a tiresome afternoon cooped up indoors, Amy dashes outside to be the first to stomp in the puddles brimming in the backyard. While pulling on her pink rubber boots, she peers up into the clearing sky and spots the familiar arc of a rainbow. Captivated, she reaches out, wishing to take the rainbow in her tiny hand. She imagines it to feel light and fluffy like the coloured candy floss her Nan had bought her at the fair last spring, and she hopes it will dissolve into the same sticky sweet residue upon her touch, which she’d lick from her fingers with glee.....

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