Written and Illustrated
by Toni Donelow Stewart 1961-2004
© Feb 6, 2004
and it rained and it rained, and then it
rained some more. It just rained too much!
Even for Mrs. Duck and her little ducklings,
who found a nice little dry spot under a
tree to keep warm, and even
ducks like that much rain!
They were a curious sight too. Especially
when Mrs. Duck began to
to keep her little ducklings
entertained since they
had grown tired of entertaining themselves.
She hopped up and down and smiled and
And she danced! To a tune she made up as
The ducklings were obviously enjoying
themselves but the rain wasn’t stopping.
On looking out from beneath the shelter of
the tree, one could see that it was raining
everywhere, and Mrs. Duck was
sure it would eventually flood everything,
and maybe even wash it all away.
But by noon on the second day, when the
ducklings were at their most restless, the
rain stopped and the sun came back out
“Look Mama!” Said the oldest duckling,
Silly, as he stretched his little neck out
from under the tree and looked at the sky.
“The rain has stopped!”
“Yes Dear, I see!
we may finally go back out into the
Just then, as if directed to do so, all six
yellow ducklings lined up behind their mama
and smiled, and played and were showing
their happiness on being able to leave the
small world they had found while under the
shelter of the tree.
Soon, Mrs. Duck began to waddle out the
‘door’ of the shelter with all of her little
ones following closely behind. The
ducklings continued to quack and squeal and
now were walking playfully under the fresh
sunlight and free-running breezes all around
Happiness! There were no
more dark, foreboding skies and best
of all, no more lightning cracking thunder!
They were free!
They continued to walk behind mama in their
straight line, heading for the edge of the
pond where they lived.
However, the mama duck and her little
ducklings had a bit of a walk before they
would actually get back.
They approached more trees and climbed over
a hill, and weren’t far from their
destination when Mama stopped short in front
of a big mud puddle.
“This isn’t the pond, Mama!” Silly spoke up
Silly, but I want to show you how much fun a
single mud puddle can be!” Her eyes twinkled
and sparkled at the little yellow ducklings.
The little ducks looked at her curiously.
“Why, Mama, what is so special about an old
Said one of the
ducklings in the rear of the little group.
“Oh, it’s not just any old mud puddle
The ducklings looked closer trying to see
what was so different about this mud
puddle. It appeared just like any of the
other ones they’d ever seen.
“Why Joey, this one
special.” She replied quickly.
“It is not just a mud
puddle, it is a mud puddle after the
sun comes out!”
“Oh Mama!” Joey
whined, because anyone could see that!
Rather than explaining further, Mrs. Duck
simply jumped into the puddle and looked up
at the sunny sky above them.
“See? No rain pelting down on your face!”
She jumped up and down, her lovely webbed
feet splashing each time they made contact
with the water.
She flapped her wings and sent water drops
and splashes and spray
into the little group of yellow ducklings,
who just laughed at their funny mama!
In an instant, they joined her, frolicking
in the cool water.
“Oh Mama! This
is FUN!” Quacked one.
“I told you!” Mama smiled and moved off to
the side to make room for the ducklings to
spread out and play.
They continued splashing and splashing, and
playing and playing until most of the water
disappeared from the little puddle, and they
were starting to get muddy.
“That is okay children, we aren’t far from
the pond now, you
may wash off when we get there!” She smiled
at seeing her adorable little baby ducklings
splattered with mud and enjoying the whole
Soon, they continued their journey toward
the pond. Mama said that was where Papa
would be waiting.
And sure enough, there he was, waiting for
After that, the little ducklings weren’t so
fearful of storms and asked many times
throughout that day, as to when more rain
would come so they could go back to play in
the special puddle.