Long time ago sky was quite low. if you stand on a stool and stretch your hand as far as you an, you could touch the sky. At that time, on he horizon, where the sky was especially low, there was a small village. In that village there was an old woman living in her hut. The hut was made with straws and mud.
that woman was the oldest woman in the world. She had no friends or family. Because they all were died and she was the only one left. She was living all alone with her bent and old body. She had no where to go but her hut and no one to talk to. So all day long she would clean her hut. First that corner then that, after that that wall and this. She would spent all her day making her hut clean from inside and outside.
One hot summer, the land was so dry that all the water in that village was dry. people’s throats were dry with the thirst. The dust from dry land was all over the village. People were crying form the dust in their eyes. They were coughing because their throats were full of dust. They were sneezing. So the whole village was suffering from that dry dust. Even sky was coughing and sneezing with that dirt, blown into the air by the wind because it was too low. The bent old woman’s hut was also covered with that dust. She swept and swept her little hut with her old broom filled with dust. She swept her backyard, front yard, and steps. There was no way that dirt stop spreading. She gathered all the dirt in a big pile. The sky began chocking with the dirt that an old woman was raising with her broom. All the sky sneezed, that sneeze was big that the dirt in pile blew in air and spread all over in the village. All people covered their heads with their hands and ran into their huts because of that dirt storm that sky created by its big sneeze. That old woman barely noticed that. she just kept sweeping. The sky sneezed again. The dirt got into its eyes and made sky cry. Those heavy drops from sk