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
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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We couldn’t have him drown now Anne, could we…:)
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No drowning. He drenched you with appreciation.
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Lol. Your love of words is leaking out Anne. 🙂
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Awww. He sounds like a sweet, appreciative kid. So few of those around.
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He squeaked when he walked…:)
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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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He was so cute, and short dripping wet. And in good humor. I HATE getting wet. He was a good example in magnanimity. Sigh
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Seems like a happy fella with or without an umbrella. I could learn from him.
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Good point. He was very cheerful. How do you say gratitude in Spanish?
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What’s a little water, so long as you don’t leak? Ask the captain of the Titanic (or Noah).
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I wish Noah was available for comment…imagine those animal tails, I mean tales.:)
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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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Maybe I should have a beeper. 😊
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