Last night on the news I heard it was going to rain today and clear by afternoon. I don't like rain; it makes me feel sticky and uncomfortable, but today I would welcome those drops because it means spring is near. I am thrilled, there are tiny green shoots and buds all around me. Even though it was nippy on Friday, I took my students outdoors and we flew the little kites that we made. Oh to be out in the fresh air. It is exactly what we all needed.
This morning when I woke and it was not raining, I rejoiced. I am going outdoors for a few rays of vitamin D this afternoon. A wee bit of exercise won't hurt me either; a whole bunch would actually help!
Even though I don't like rainy weather, I had a fond childhood memory of a warm summer rain. My brother and I, 9 & 10 got drenched in the rain and raced popsicle sticks in the gutter at the curb. Such small things made us so happy and excited back then. Maybe it is because we had to create our own games and make do with what we had. After the rain, the sun came out and baked the ground, and warmed a large pot hole filled with rainwater. It made a perfect, warm, wading pool for the neighborhood kids to splash in.
Writing this post reminded me of music class in fourth grade when we had to sing Row-row-row Your Boat...in ROUNDS! I never could keep my place.
6 comments:
Sometimes I could swear we grew up together! You brought back so many sweet memories of rain that I've been sitting here just reminiscing. Thanks for the nice break.
Isn't it funny how something we are thinking about propels us back to childhood? We are blessed to have good memories. Sincerely, Susan from writingstraightfromtheheart.blogspot.com
Great post, Linda. I read, or heard, years ago, that it won't be the trips to Disneyland, or the outrageously expensive Xmas gifts, etc. that kids remember the most. They remember those little things...the things that may seem insignificant...as the happiest memories of their childhood. And, obviously it is so true!
Thanks Tammy, Susan, Becky. Another childhood memory of mine is collecting bits of colored glass in a jar, competing with my girlfriend. Kids nowaday don;t have to be imaginative or make up their own games. Have a great day!
Hi Linda -- Bits of colored glass...hmm, bet you collect beach glass, too! So true about kids and games. My son (now 27) remembers a time when he was grounded for two solid weeks. He has no idea why he was grounded, but he recalls making up games to play with his baby sister and how much fun they had. He tells me it was the best grounding he ever had.
Looks like we're in a for few days of the wet stuff. A good excuse for writing, if I wasn't spending so much time at my "real" job!
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