Djuju the Mean Black Cloud

I found this in a cookbook I was going to give to the thrift store. I have no idea why it was in there. It's a story I wrote in maybe 6th grade? Catholic school. It's hand written, and I wrote the letters on top of a ruler, so all the bottom of the letters are flattened out. I had to share.

Djuju the Mean Black Cloud
Dedication: this is for my teacher, Sister Mary Rose

Djuju was a very mean cloud high in the sky. This is very good since he is so mean. One day Djuju bumped into a small, sweet cloud named Sweetpie. [illustration: mean black cloud, word 'bump!', and small yellow smiling cloud.]

Djuju asked Sweetpie why she rammed into him. At first little Sweetpie was scared but then she got braver. She said, "I did not ram into you!" Djuju almost kicked Sweetpie but she got away in time. After that nobody went up high.

So after a long long time Djuju asked God if he could become younger and float down. God told Djuju that he would let him go down if he would do one kind thing. Djuju promised he would.

So God made Djuju a white rain cloud to see if he could handle it. So Djuju found a place where it hadn't rained for years and he gave them a long Spring shower.

After that Djuju made up with Sweetpie and he married her. They lived happily ever after with their children.


(Of course, being in 6th grade, little did I know that if he gave them a long shower, likely it caused mudslides and much death, but hey, at least his intentions were good. And you can see I learned brownnosing at an early age - dedicate it to the teacher and you get an A. Little did she know I likely got my inspiration for Djuju from her.)