Thunderstorms

This is just a cute e-mail I received at work the other day and wanted to share.

A little girl walked to and from school daily.

Though the weather that morning was questionable and clouds were
forming, she made her daily trek to the elementary school.

As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped up, along with thunder
and lightning.

The mother of the little girl felt concerned that her daughter would be
frightened as she walked home from school and she herself feared that
the electrical storm might harm her child.

Full of concern, the mother quickly got into her car and drove along
the route to her child's school. As she did so, she saw her little
girl walking along, but at each flash of lightning, the child would
stop, look up and smile. Another and another were to follow quickly
and with each the little girl would look at the streak of light and smile.

When the mother's car drew up beside the child she lowered the window
and called to her, "What are you doing?" The child answered, "I am
trying to look pretty. God keeps taking my picture."