The perfect storm of a nostalgic weather

Running into the garden with a big smile on the face, screaming and laughing because of the emotion. Putting the arms close to body in a fetal position, shaking only my wrists and hands as if no tomorrow, just like playing air drums. Feeling the drops of water falling on my cheeks and felling how my hair gets wet whit the water and how the clothes that are getting wet start to feel heavy. Smelling the wet ground, listening the “splash”, the sound shoes make when they are plunged into a puddle of water and mud. The sound of the rain falling watering all. Watching how drops fall and bounce on the leafs of plant. Hearing how y mom through the window is screaming “Francisco, is the last time I repeat it enter home you are going to get seek”. Knowing that my parents are going to get mad because I am going to get seek just make me enjoy with more feeling the moment, makes me recreate a childhood event.

Destroying the perfect moment, falling down into a puddle of water. Start to laugh because it is always funny to saw someone falling down especially when that person is my. Getting up and enter home, oozing water everywhere. Feeling a child again a memory goes through my mind; A rainy day were Carmen, Michelle and myself talking on the “the corner” (a corner of my class where my friends and I sit for talk and pass the moment) and we were talking about how we play on our childhood at a rainy day and I say “sometimes when is raining on my house I use to do the same thing that I do when I was a child”.

How a simple event makes me think so many things or in these case how a simple word like weather make me  think on rain and that make my thing on…. I think you understand the idea (WOW, I had never use so many times the word think on a sentence). Weather or specifically rain make me feel relax, happy, nostalgic, I think I don’t need to explain that last one; sleepy, like one of the seven dwarfs of snow white; and finally but not least important make me feel like a child again.

Waking up, getting out of the warm of bed, opening the door and seeing how sun reflects on the decoration of the Christmas tree. Listening to the blew of the strong wind. Sawing through the window how the tree branches move by the flow of the wind and how the sun with its strong light reflects on the “pascuas” (the red flowers (there are pink and yellow ones too) that bloom only by October and December). Opening the door and feel the cold air passing through my pajama but by the same time feeling how the warm light of sun makes the floor fell hot.  Hearing the sing of birds and the melodically sound mobiles make when there are hit by wind. That season of November and December make me feel nostalgic, wishing Christmas and all activities of that months; and happy because for that time I am already on vacations.

Repeating what I say before, just a little word makes mind start to work. Weather affects to everybody, but not everyone react the same way. Well, these is all for these weekend, how I say before last time, I wish to enter my extra credit soon.

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TGIFRANCIS XD