Bence was folding a paper boat. Out of white paper. It was a small boat, but a beautiful one.
“Will it float?” asked Panni.
“We’ll see,” said Bence.
Outside, the rain was falling. There was a big puddle beside the pavement. Bence set the boat on the water.
The boat floated. It went on and on and on.
Then the wind blew. The boat started towards the drain.
“It will be lost!” cried Panni.
Bence ran. Panni ran too. Bence caught the boat just before the drain.
“Got it!” he said.
The boat was wet. But it had not torn.
“Let’s take it home,” said Panni. “We’ll dry it.”
At home they put it on the radiator. The next morning they set it on the water again.
“Now there are two of us looking after it,” said Bence.
Panni nodded. And the boat floated, and was not afraid of the wind.
