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.Sharing is caring!
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.