lunes, 22 de marzo de 2010

Drenched!


"Okay ready to run Nesha?" I asked my moms student teacher who I had to go home with.

"Yeah lets go," she starts to get ready to go into the droplets that were as big as marbles.

She lifted up the small umbrella that is really a one person umbrella.

The only thing that was going through my head when we first walked into that hell of water was that my bag is going to get soaked and that my shoes are totally not going to make it for tomorrow for school.

"Oh my gosh my shoes," I squeal.

"My sandles," Danisha squeals too.

We were walking in the parking lot towards the Reeder Gym (Kiwanis Gym). We were getting closer towards the gym and I said over the rains voice, "I'm running now! Run Danisha!" I yell starting to run towards the gyms little hall way in the middle of these two buildings.

I ran past Danisha and I finally felt the relieve of no more rain. I walk into the gym and I don't see or hear Danisha any where for about like 40 seconds.

"Wow," she pops out of another hall way in the gym from the out side.

"Oh my gosh," I was so surprised that I got so wet just from going from the middle school building and to the Reeder Gym. I know it's a long distance but it's still a little shorter.

Danisha gives me her phone to put into my bag that might just be a bit better to hide instead of her bag. We walk to the other side of the gym and walk out to a part of the gym outside where the cats and dogs that fall from the sky don't get to us. We walk to the end of the little over head thing.

"Okay," we both breath at the same time with adrenaline and disappointment running through us cause we still have a longer way to run to the house she is staying at.

"One, two, three," we start to run into the rain and get soaking wet and we end up at the house she was staying at.

She opens the door and we run into the house as if someone was following us who was trying to attack us.

I was standing there finally in the house with the door shut behind me and with two other student teachers staring at me while Nesha was drying off with me just dripping off the water marbles off of my school shirt and my soccer pants and my black converse for school.

4 comentarios:

  1. Sometimes it is better to wait it out than run into the downpour!

    Anyway, thank God for dryers.

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  2. please spell check and look at proofread for errors.

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  3. Beautiful description of the rain. Nice Oxymoron too: "that hell of water", it really shows how powerful the storm is.

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  4. Oh, I understand now why you got your shoes wet... :) I like how you described the scene. Oh and by the way, I like that you always put pictures on each S.O.L. Good job!

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