Have you ever wondered about the purpose of rainbows in the Sky. These marvellous multicoloured bridges, of water and sun, fog and heat which are born at the horizon and plunge il the middle of fields of flowers into the of meadows animated with sheep and suddenly, dispear in the same way they came?

I sincerely think that rainbows are the roads to paradise for all children.

One day, when I was seven, during the war, I had a beautiful dream : I was on top of a mountain, the weather was hot and windy. The rain was pouring down and suddenly saw a large oak inviting me to take refuge.

Instantly, a rainbow appeared in the meadow where several sheep were grazing. They started to climb on the rainbow and I heared outbursts of joy and children'slaughters.

I could not see clearly through the rain, but when I saw these little white sheep climbing, I realized that there were not sheep but children. Wearing a white coat enabling them to jump, fly and climb. I came closer and I followed them. I then, saw at the top of the rainbow, this marvellous paradise where all the children were going.

The children were swimming in a river of warm milk; there were giant flowers where some children were either sleeping or playing surounded by animals. They were riding on top of giant wasps, giant beetles. I was looking at all this with amasement when suddenly a little girl approached me, smiled at me and invited me to play with them.

At that very moment, I was awakenend by powerfull noise my mother was urging us to rush to the cellar : It is an air raid, and then I have asked myself : "Why could'nt I follow this little girl in this marvellous paradise.?"