Irma:
Oh, I hate squalls. They only make everyone so unhappy. I'd like somebody to tell me why we have them?
Uncle Dani:
Perhaps there's a reason, Irma. God gives us shadows, that we may know light. He gives us sorrow, that we may know joy.
Maria:
True.
Josef:
Quite, true.
Uncle Dani:
And perhaps, he sends the squall, that we may learn the beauty of Olympic sky.
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