With a loud whooshing sound,
a beautiful blue bird swooped
out of the branches above
Ketti’s head and began to eat
the bread. When the bird had
finished, she opened her
mouth and sang a few pure,
high notes.

Then she raised her shiny
wings and all of a sudden
Ketti heard the rumble of
thunder. By the time she
reached her home, giant rain
drops were pelting down,
cooling the baking red earth.