"It was raining when I woke up this morning." (Caroline Coderre)

"It was raining when I woke up this morning.

'Nasty day,' my mother said as she set my breakfast on the table.

But I like the rain, when the kitchen is bright and oatmeal is warm in my stomach.

'Nasty day,' my father said as he helped me get ready for school.

But I like the rain, when I can wear my yellow raincoat and my red galoshes and the raindrops hammer on the door.

'Nasty day,' my neighbor said as I waited for the school bus.

But I like the rain, when the drips drum on my umbrella and my feet go squish in the grass.

'Nasty day,' my teacher said as we hung up our dripping coats.

But I like the rain, when the classroom is steamy-warm and the sky is dark outside.

"Nice day," said my friend as we rode home and the sun began to shine.

I nodded. I like sunny days, too."

SOURCE: "The Nasty Day" (Caroline Coderre)

A listing I found at the Cheetah Pride News for Chimacum Elementary School in Chimacum, WA.