It was time to go out. Mama buttoned up Sizwe’s raincoat, and off they went, through the rain, to the library.
Down the street, Sizwe’s best friend Zanele stood at the window of her house, looking sadly at the rain.
Sizwe felt his smile creeping, creeping up. Before he knew it, his smile LEAPT out, and flew across the garden to Zanele.
