There was once a thing the villagers called ‘sky’. A beautiful thing it was, clouding over the lands, and crying raindrops to the ground. However, the villagers hated the sky’s colour.
“Let’s colour the sky a more beautiful colour, not plain white,” they said to each other.
One woman cried, “Pink is such a pretty colour! The sky shall be pink!” And she did so, colouring the poor sky light pink.
But a child said, “No, no! Pink is a horrible colour! The sky shall be green! Green is the colour of grass!” And so, he coloured the sky green.
The villagers quarrelled and fought, but then a wise, old man said, “Villagers, why do you fight so? This is a silly thing to quarrel about. Let the sky be blue. It is the most vibrant colour of them all!” The villagers all agreed with him, and so, that is why the sky is blue.