After a long, particularly dry and hazy dry season the rain fell today. It all started early this morning.
I heard some strange noise from afar. My sleepy brain thought: what is that?
Then I realized: Oh, it is T-H-U-N-D-E-R!
Anyways, it sounded like it was far away and the sun was shining when I woke up, so I didn’t think more of it. Later in the day, a few drops fell and I felt so happy. Grateful! Just a few drops, but I saw the promise of the dust being pushed to the ground and the air being cooled. Then the sky opened and after two hours of open sky, cats and dogs, a new Ghana had emerged.
The best thing was that I was then with a small person who saw rain for the very first time in his life. Big eyes, open mouth, genuine amazement.
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Wow, what an amazing experience, to see rain for the first time. I wonder if it’s relatable to the first time a person sees the ocean, or snow. I remember my gratefullness when it rained in Barranquilla; the dust seems to disappear, and the air cools, just like you describe. It’s so nice. As it rains for you in a hot, equatorial country (like mine), there is snow for me in a cold, nordic country (like yours). I like the irony.