The Giant Who Sat on the Sunrise

This is an old story. One morning, the sun does not come up. The valley is dark and cold for three days. Mira is nine. She takes bread and milk and climbs the hill. A giant sits there! He is as big as a mountain. "Good morning," says Mira. "Excuse me, you are sitting on the sunrise." "Oh, I am sorry," says the giant. He moves, and the sun comes up. The valley is gold again.