In my childhood it was taught that to find the real happiness you should go to where the rainbow ends.
I was always told theres a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow
I read a children book where a girl heard for a tale that the one who reachs the rainbow will become an opposite gender: a girl will become a boy and a boy could turn into a girl.
This girl was so sad because she lived in the conservative little village where the young boys had all the freedom and girls had to stay in the house in order to save their fragile existence.
So this girl decided to run to the rainbow and to become a boy so she could enjoy the life like her brothers. And she was running and running and running and falling and bleeding and kept running again…
The next morning the peasants found out that the girl is missing. They started to search for her. In the end of the day they found her body in the mug just at the edge of the forest. And the rainbow was still there.
That’s a sad story. But it is interesting that rainbow stories are in all cultures in this world. The above video is also a funeral story at the same time.
Music eh mjseu?
i honestly thought till recently there was gold at the end of a rainbow…it is good i have a grounded personality !?! 
take care 
On the plus side now it is a girls world, so hope that they live it up while its here.