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After that it became a contest.
The sun said,
What you can make sprout,
I can make grow.
And he shined brightly down on Emma.
Emma stopped jumping around
and held her hands up into the air,
trying to reach the rain that was no longer there.
That was all the sun needed to see.
He turned and gloated.
See! I have made her grow tall!
