Once upon a time, high on a mountain peak that was always wrapped in clouds, there lived a baby dragon named Mek.
Mek had pale blue scales and wings as clear as glass, and one thing set him apart from every other dragon in his clan: when he breathed out, fluffy white clouds came out instead of hot red fire.
“Mek breathes clouds!” the other young dragons laughed. “Dragons are supposed to breathe fire!”
Mek tried every day. He would breathe deeply, tense his stomach — but clouds came out every single time. Some days small puffs, some days huge billowing masses so thick they blocked out the sun.
His mother told him it was fine just as he was, but Mek still felt different from everyone else.
Then came the driest summer in a hundred years.
Rivers dried up. Trees withered. The rice fields in the village below the mountain cracked open. The village children grew thirsty, and wild animals began to flee the area.
The other dragons breathed fire to help cook rice, but fire couldn’t solve a water problem.
Mek looked down at the village for a long while. Then he filled his lungs as full as he could and breathed out harder than he ever had before.
A massive white cloud burst from his mouth and rose high into the sky. Cloud after cloud, he kept breathing without stopping, until the whole sky was thick and heavy with clouds.
Then the rain came.
It poured hard and long. The river began to flow again. The rice fields turned green once more. Children ran outside to dance in the rain, laughing.
The other dragons looked at Mek with new eyes.
“We’re sorry we laughed at you,” said the leader of the young dragons. “If it weren’t for you today, the village would have suffered terribly.”
Mek smiled, his pale blue scales sparkling under the sunlight after the rain.
He finally understood that being different wasn’t a weakness — it was a gift, simply waiting for the right moment to be used.
And from that day on, whenever a long drought came, the villagers would look up at the sky and wait for one pale blue dragon who breathed out rain.
Moral: Everyone has different abilities. Sometimes the very thing that makes us different from others is exactly what the world needs most. Don’t compare yourself to others — instead, discover your own gift and put it to good use.
