Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Tweeting Birds In The Morning

Today was day 3 of waking up to rain. Rain depresses me. I'm getting ready for work, and the birds are just a-singing while the raindrops are hitting my window. I think to myself, oh birds, even when it is raining, you are out there just singing away. But then, I got thinking. What if they are as pissed off as I am. I just don't understand their language. What if they are outside, complaining to their friends, "I wish this rain would stop, I need to have some sunshine". Yup, I bet that is what they are saying.

I have been depressed for the last 3 days. No blue skies, no big yellow ball in the sky. Just rain, rain and more rain. Why does this depress me. After contemplating it for a while last night, I decided that it goes back to my younger years. Again, no hatred to any party involved, just stories to help me understand.

We had just dropped off my older sister somewhere. Either dance lessons, or a church activity or her art lessons. Needless to say, she was no longer in the car, and it was just my mom, me, and at least 4 other siblings, maybe 5 if my one sister was born. Can't rightly remember my age, but again, under 12. Probably 10 or younger. Anywho, we are driving home, during the rain storm, and it becomes a flash flood. As with cars back then, if the engines got wet, they would stall out. This is what happened. We make it to the side of the road, and wait, and wait and wait for the rain to stop OR the car to start. Neither is happening. At this point, my mom comes up with the brilliant idea to send 2 of her young kids out to find a phone to call our dad. I was one of the lucky ones, because I was the oldest one in the car. Never questioning, me and one of my brothers jump out of the car, with no jacket or umbrella and start the trek to find a phone. We get to the light, hang a right, and are trying to cross the huge river of water that is rushing down the flash flood basin thingy's. We get half way across when we can't even move. The water is coming at us so fast and hard that we are frozen there. To this day, I figure it wasn't my time to die, because I don't know what kept us from being swept down the basin and drowning.

Finally a city bus see's us, stops right in the flow of the water, the driver comes out and gets us and puts us in the bus. He asked us our names and where we were headed. I told them that we were supposed to find a phone to call my dad because our car wouldn't go. He drives us to the first place he can drop us off at, which happened to be a Baskin-Robbins. Needless to say, we are soaked to the bone, they get us inside and then comes the dreaded question. What is your dad's number? I don't know. I don't know if I just didn't remember or if my mom totally forgot to give it to us. I was even having a hard time remembering where he worked.

To this day, I don't remember much more other than the workers at the store asked if we wanted some ice cream. This while we are sitting there soaking wet, and freezing. I think I finally remembered the name of my dad's company and they were able to call him.

How different things were back in the 60's. If this were to happen now, the police would have been called, child protective services would have been called in. Yikes, if it was a slow news day, it would have made the news. Just sayin.

My mom feels awful about the situation, even today. I keep telling her that it's ok, no harm. But I do think that is why I hate the rain.

Rain, rain, go away, let me see some sun today. Love, Dazee


  1. I bet that is what the birds were saying!!!!! He he. :) They are probably sick of being pelted by raindrops while flying. lol Hopefully tomorrow will be sunny. :)

  2. I didn't know the end of this story! I knew it happened, and you were sent out in the flood, but I didn't know the bus driver got you guys-and that you ended up at baskin robins. I'm glad you made it! I think I need to recruit you for our fun rainy day activities to give you better memories of the rain! :)

  3. Thank God we have cell phones now, I can definately see how that could traumatize you! My dd is 11 and she would refuse!

  4. That would be rather traumatic... No wonder you dislike rain today.

    I'm not a fan of it either. A good thunder storm now and then sounds lovely. But not days of rain. Its been rainy a lot this past week here, and is suppose to rain tonight and tomorrow too, bah. Give me some sunshine and a rainbow already!

  5. That really sounds scary! I got caught in a flash flood in a wash in Scottsdale, but I was at least in my car and, fortunately, it kept going and didn't stall. No wonder you dislike the rain so much!!!

  6. Yeah, it's one of the few things I remember about my childhood.

  7. What a story! I'm not a big fan of rain CAN be depressing but I look at it like this..... "No Rain, No Rainbows!"

  8. I love the smell of rain. Even if it was the 60's I'm not sure why there wasn't more investigation done. You don't send your kids out in a flash flood! Has she ever explained what she was thinking? Sorry! The Mom voice in my head just exploded.