A girl named Silly It was her name, Silly. Maybe she was not really Silly but it was definitely her name and we can' t do anything with it. She loved walking under the rain wearing her big rubber boots. Splashing on the puddles she used to think about why plashes mirrow the drifting clouds, waving trees, silent houses and running people but no one from them can do the same for poor plashes. So it's been the same this rainy morning. Contemplating little and big clean puddles Silly was standing among the water and looking around with reproof. Finally she pulled out a tiny mirrow from the pocket and said looking down: "It should cheer up you. Look here! You are beautiful too!"