>jumped in puddles! I got the idea from ButterBean’s English teacher. Not only is she a great teacher, but she’s personally a delight! She was teasing her daughter about the rain and said that it wouldn’t rain hard enough to jump in puddles. And, with His usual sense of humor, God proved her wrong. I was a bit concerned when the rain was coming fast and furious since I didn’t bring my umbrella in to the school.
I finished my class, realized I forgot my gym clothes at home and so determined I would sit on a nice bench in a wee courtyard at the school and listen to some Tony Campolo. Today’s discussion was on Christianity and money (how we should use it, what is a tithe and is it applicable and such). As I was enjoying myself immensely, I felt a rain drop. Then two, which I ignored. But, when I felt ten, I decided to go inside. Shortly after I did, the bottom fell out. I was getting wet INSIDE haha! Something about open windows in the second floor balcony.
At any rate, by the time the Beans had finished their activities, the rain had stopped. I thought about it and decided that there is no better time than the present to hop in rain puddles. It’s one of those childhood experiences that I took for granted before moving to Jordan. In Alabama, it rains year round and summer rains are usually warm. So, puddle jumping is a given along with hot nights chasing fireflies and swimming like a fish by the time you’re 6. In Jordan, not so much on all those counts. So I decided to buck the trend and jump in puddles today. The Beans had a good time doing it, too.
But, don’t tell anyone, because I can imagine the lectures that I’d have gotten if anyone (other than crazy Ajnabeeyeen like us) had seen us doing it. No doubt jumping in puddles causes colds, or swine flu, or something like that, right? Teehee. So, TetaBean, if you’re reading, forget I said we did this. And others, feel free to live vicariously through us and our puddle jumping. We had great squealing fun and wish you the same opportunity someday soon!