A girl asks her father, “Why does it rain? Is it God sweating or crying?”
“No,” says her father, “it rains to make the plants grow.
Do you understand?”
“Not exactly,” says the girl.
“Why does it rain on the sidewalk?”
A girl asks her father, “Why does it rain? Is it God sweating or crying?”
“No,” says her father, “it rains to make the plants grow.
Do you understand?”
“Not exactly,” says the girl.
“Why does it rain on the sidewalk?”
