Little rain

tender. I realised that the rain was a sign, a sign of the beloved homeland filled with food and water, the land with an abundance of everything. ‘Come on!’ I shouted to my mother and sister who were wallowing in the rain. ‘We’re nearly there!’ I grabbed each of their hands and pulled, this time they had gotten faster and it felt like we were getting closer. God had given us the extra strength at the time we needed it most. The ground was now wet, muddy and had little lakes of water trickling through

away the expression and tried for something a little nicer. After a bit I just gave up and lay down on the cement floor of our living room. It was cooler down there so it gave a moment of relief. The floor started to warm up where I lay though, so I had to keep moving from place to place so I wouldn’t start to sweat too much. It was October of 2014. Towards the end of the year was always the most miserable time for everyone. It was just before the rains came, so it was very hot and unbearably humid

a great spot on a busy day, and I knew she had a few more spots out on the water. She’d said once that she found her necklaces underwater, and how she sometimes got tangled up in nets or shot at by jealous corporate scrap-pickers. She had this little boat that she’d take out. She said we could go out together. I didn’t know a lick about diving, but she didn’t need to know that. I met her on the sandy part of the beach, when there was just enough drizzle to drive away any potential swimmers.

On August 11, 2016 it started to rain and it rained hard. The trees and leaves were shaking and all the around the city the people were in their houses seeking refuge. The dogs were barking as if to scare away the storm while the cats were inside hiding from the rain. There were no cars insights as if the people were under lockdown. The people were inside trying to keep the heat out and the ac running cold, while it rained. The ditches were trying to get rid of all the water they could. The ditches

all those workers, eating with them and listening. Their conversations mostly consist of the weather and how they could improve the rice farm. Often, I would make a comment saying, “Don’t worry, I will help”, and they loved me. I was the farm’s little helper---this is my home. There was a tiny pond with a small bridge in beside our old house. The water was so clear that I could see my reflection, just like a mirror. It was summer and I was on a fishing mission . I had my bright-pink, two-litre

The sign blinks and beckons at Alyssa from behind the misty sheet of rain. In bright pink flashing fluorescent it says: LIBRARY OPEN 24 HOURS Her phone is water logged and she has nowhere to stay tonight. To Alyssa, this place that materialised through the rain is her lighthouse beacon amongst the storm. It seems that tonight, she won't be sleeping beneath the awnings of a Subway. When the road is clear, Alyssa jogs across. Her clothes are already damp enough that she doesn't care if they get any

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The scope of this investigation included an on-site visit of the Mr. Federico’s residence to examine the roof and interior of the insured property. MFES investigation included a visual, non-destructive assessment of the affected portions of the structure, photographs of the claimed damages, and weather data analysis around the reported date of loss. The Federico’s residence is located at 2210 Marshall Street in Pasadena, Texas. This is a single story, single family home with an attached garage

changing and also contributed to raising temperatures and dryness in the all world, especially made extreme drought in California. Global warming caused effects to weather variations and dramatically amount of rain and snowfall in California. With no winter snowpack to recharge its rivers and little rain to replenish groundwater that helps irrigate crops. For example, “By analyzing climate data dating to 1901, climatologists at Columbia University said average temperatures in California have increased by

this a memory. He mentions rains throughout the story; “I rose up sopping wet from sleeping under the pouring rain”(pg 3) “The downpour raked the asphalt and gurgled in the ruts”(pg 3) “Then, in the dark, I didn’t see the storm gathering”(pg 5) “.....just as it began to rain”(pg 5) “the family….splashed along through the rain”(pg 6). He even compares blood to rain, “human blood flew around the car and rained down on my head”(pg 6). This weather could be seen literally as rain or as insight as to what