"Mother! Mother!" cried the little boy as he ran to the kitchen, stocking cap still on his head. "Mother, I saw the sun, I did, I saw the sun and my shadow!" he said.
It burst out from behind the clouds and shined down on my face."
"OK, son," the mother kindly said, " I'll look out the window and look for myself, to see if that's the case."
"Oh, son, I can't see it now, but I'm sure you'll see it again. Go back outside and play, but come in if it starts to rain."
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