The-Sun-Is-Broken

TheSunIsBrokenTodayisthelittlegirl’sbirthday.Thereisabigbirthdaycakewithsevencandles.“HappyBirthday,”sayMumandDad.“Now,blowoutthecandlesandmakeawish.”Thelittlegirlblowsoutandsheblowsandsheblows.Thenshemakesawish.Thelittlegirlrunstothewindow.There’safire-fightingmailcow.It’sflyinginthesky.“Maybeit’sgotabirthdaycardfromGrandma,”saysthelittlegirl.“Cowsarefarmanimals.Theymakemilk,”saysMum.“Cowscan’tfly.Theyhaven’tgotwings,”saysDad.Butthelittlegirlknowsthatitisacow.Afire-fightingmailcowforherbirtyday.“Woof!Woof!”saysBusterthedog.Hewantstosing‘HappyBirthday’tothelittlegirl.“Dad,”saysthelittlegirl.“Busterwantstosing‘HappyBirthday’.”“Don’tbesilly,littleone.Dogscan’tsing,”saysDad.Andhereadshisnewspaper.“Hello?”saysthelittlegirlonthephone.“Mum!Dad!GrandmaMatilaisonthephone.Sheiscallingtowishmeahappybirthday!”Darling,GrandmaMatilaisdead.Shelivesinthesky,now,”saysMum.“Therearenophonesinthesky,”saysDad.AndMumandDadhugthelittlegirl.Thelittlegirlissadnow.Shelooksoutofthewindowatthesky.Then,shehasanidea.“Wow!Whereisherhouse?Howdoesshegetthere?”asksthelittlegirl.“Onacloudbus?Orarockettaxi?Ormaybeshe’sgotaspecialplane.”Dadtakesthelittlegirl’shandandtheywalkoutside.”“Look,mylittleone.Thesunisgoingdown.Lookatthebeautifulsunset.”DadwantstotalktothelittlegirlaboutthesunandtheskyandGrandma.Butthelittlegirlsays:Dad!Thesunisbroken!Thenhalfofthesunfallsintothesea.Itmakesabigsplashandallthecoloursmeltintothewater.Thelittlegirl’sparentscan’tbelievetheireyes.Theystandatthewindow,lookingatthesun.Thelittlegirlsmiles,shecanseeGrandmaandherspecialplaneandthemailcow.