The rain poured heavily this afternoon. While I stayed indoors, the kids saw adventure outside. Puddles became oceans, and raindrops their music. Laughing and splashing, they danced through nature’s downpour. For them, the rain wasn’t a storm—it was magic.
I found a small fish on the ground and gave it to the children. With excitement in their eyes, they chased it through the rainwater, laughing and splashing along the way. I released the fish into a puddle, and it became a game. All the children had a blast trying to catch the slippery swimmer.
The game grew even more exciting as the rain poured harder—it was the heaviest downpour of the week. The kids were thrilled, but I felt uneasy. With water rising quickly, I started to worry there might be a flood. Still, their joy continued.
I felt relieved when the rain finally stopped at 5 in the afternoon. It meant there would be no flood after all. I went outside and cleaned the muddy street in front of my house. Though the rain lasted only two hours, its intensity was so high that I had truly feared a flood.
After the rain stopped, all the kids went home. Almost every parent had allowed them to play in the rain—it’s become a common sight. The children are used to it, so they rarely get sick. Most parents make sure their kids shower afterward, using shampoo and soap to clean off the mud and rainwater.
Rain is a friend for kids here. It brings laughter, games, and joy. Puddles turn into playgrounds, and every drop sparks adventure.
