A Wet Muchacho

It was teeming out, me being the only one in 80 degree heat in boots, looking as if I was about to go fish, my favorite card game as a kid by the way, along with my trusty umbrella that belongs over a picnic table.

As I swim up 5th, there’s a little Latino boy in front of me getting drenched, but still walking as if he’s strolling a beach, appearing unaffected by the downpour.

I sidle up.

“Hi.  I’m going your way…why don’t you walk with me.”

Yes, Joan of Arc was on the case…if only with an ark.

He looks at me, like a chubby Shetland pony, water rolling down his cheeks, by this time, truly wet, so you can almost see his thoughts gearing towards…lady, like what’s the point…however…

he smiles, showing me a space between his teeth one could drive a Chevy through, and asks if he can carry the umbrella for me.  I hand it to him, take his arm, he coming up to my shoulder, and we make our way together while he slowly drip-dries.

When I reach my destination, it pains me to leave him, but he’s all smiles leaving me with three or four gracias Señoras, as he proceeds to get wet all over again.

I realize, even soaked to the bone, this young lad knew life was much better here than wherever he originally came from.

When you think about it that way, what’s a little water after all?

God bless Amedica.

🙂

SB

 

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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14 Responses to A Wet Muchacho

  1. I never thought that sharing an umbrella would be the mark of a good Samaritan, but you made it so. Go, Susannah! Go, Amedica!

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  2. Awww. He sounds like a sweet, appreciative kid. So few of those around.

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  3. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, your vignette could be a scene in a movie. Preferably with Gene Kelly making an appearance later. I’m sure the lad continued his trek with a little ray of sunshine beaming down on him.

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  4. Patricia says:

    Seems like a happy fella with or without an umbrella. I could learn from him.

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  5. micklively says:

    What’s a little water, so long as you don’t leak? Ask the captain of the Titanic (or Noah).

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  6. Rain in NYC falls harder than anywhere else, or at least it seems like it. Boots & picnic umbrellas are all that can possibly keep you dry, so I get your wardrobe choice and sympathy for the little cutie pie. Where the hell were you when I literally had to buy new shoes after getting caught in a NY downpour? Lol

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