I do not own the Sound of music, or the lyrics to the song My favorite things. Whoever wrote the sound of music owns the movie, charcters and "My favorite things" song.
Inside the monastery, I was watching the rain. I love everything about the rain. Rain is nature's work of art. I really wanted to go outside, but Mother Abbess said I couldn't. I don't understand why she and the other nuns are so strict, but maybe when I get older I'll know why. I'm only eight, and there's lots of stuff I want to know about this world. For the past few hours it has been raining and the monastery was as quiet as a mouse. Suddenly, I ran outside when I noticed it had stopped raining. Next, I saw a rainbow and I stopped and stared. It was so beautiful. It was like God was using the sky as his canvas, and painted a beautiful masterpiece. I love looking at God's creations;he's an artist that makes nature so look so beautiful. The rainbow was soo close. I decided to climb the tallest tree there to see if I could touch the rainbow. I climbed up to the tallest branch and I realized that the rainbow was still fara away from me. I still tried to reach it anyway.
Snap! The branch I was on broke, and I fell and landed on another branch in middle of the tree. "What a relief!" I exclaimed. Snap!
"Oh no! Another branch broke off " I yelled. Yet I landed on another branch. Luckily this time I was close to the bottom of the tree.I was glad in sense because if I fell straight from the top branch to the floor I would've died. Thank you God.
Suddenly, I feel again, but this time on the ground. Everything went black. Next, I found myself on a hospital bed. I was in pain too and I started crying
"What were you thinking when you did that? It's wasn't a smart thing too do. Be careful next time Maria!" Mother Abbess yelled.
"I won't do ut again Mother Abbess. I did that because I wanted too see If I could touch a rainbow."
"Silly Maria. What would we do without you? you know you can't touch rainbows. " Sister Sophia said. For a couple hours I stayed still. I was in pain. Suddenly a song idea popped into my head.
"Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens;
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens;
Brown paper packages tied up with strings;
These are a few of my favorite things.moon on their wings;
These are a few of my favorite things. "
Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels;
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles;
Wild geese that fly with the
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes;
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes;
Silver-white winters that melt into springs;
These are a few of my favorite things.
When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad.
I sung out of boredom.
"Maria," Sister Bernice asked, " why do you like singing random songs ouyt loud instead of singing for the church choir." I shrugged my shouloders.
She said, " That's what I like about you Maria. You still try to be happy even though sad things happen to you. You broke your leg and you are still calm. Your parents died andf you aren't depressed. Its good to be as optimistic as possible Maria."
I nodded, her words were so true.
" You know me, I try not to feel so bad. I like the little things in myt eight year old life."
