A stonecutter worked long and hard swinging his hammer.

He wiped the sweat from his brow.

They thought the sun was very hot.

He wished he could be the sun.

A fairy heard his wish.

He began to send hot sunbeams down to the land.

A cloud came drifting along.

His light grew dim.

I want to be a fierce wind.

Once more she offered help.

The wind blew as hard as he could.

The fairy turned him into a big, heavy rock.

One day a group of stonecutters came his way.

I want to be nobody else but me.

He picked up his hammer.

They went back to work.