Indelible Memories In The Pouring Rain

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March 11, 2021

Mr. Sun hid behind the clouds gathered in the sky. People quickened their paces and look for a cover or sheds under the canopy of trees. Lucky are those who opened their umbrellas before the clouds spat out their tears. And who are the happiest people once it starts to woosh as the heavens opened? Of course, the kids are as happy as the Earth.

The white beads of nature start to pour, the kids ran out and start to rumble, some find it off-putting, but Mother Earth is always rejoicing.

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Who doesn't love the crystal clear fluid dripping from the naked flowers, thunking the tops of the trees, whirring off the leaves, burbling into the drains, chinking off the windows, strumming against the roof, fizzing against the top of the cars, swooshing onto the flooded fields, and smashing onto the heads of the crowd?

Who doesn't love to feel the cold wind it brings, and how it whispers in the air like a white noise of nature. Who doesn't love to see it whizzing from the sky and plunking onto the muddy Earth? And the transition of the blue sky into a gravel-grey?

Rain washes the remnants of the Earth, but what's unwashable are the memories in the pouring rain. Memories that will forever remain in minds of young people, and for us adults who remember the joyful past, we sometimes tell ourselves, "I wish to be a kid again so I can play in the pouring rain."

When was the last time I got drenched in the rain, 25, 20, 15 years ago? But the memories are still intact and unscathed, unwashable by the whizzing water from above.

Living in the countryside is something that city people will envy. With fresher air and lesser pollution, more shades of green, and closer to nature. And one thing is my favorite back when I was a kid, to bathe in the rain without worrying about getting stain on clothes and getting cold.

I remember when our village doesn't have a water connection yet. My mother will take advantage of the heavy rain. She will save the rainwater and use it for washing clothes and plates, and cleaning the house. The rainwater back then was safe to drink. You just need to filter the small particles, boil, and let it cool then it's good to drink.

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While she was busy saving rainwater, we, her kids, were busy playing in the rain. We will stamp our bare feet on the ground, and splash the dirty water over each other.

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Our house is being surrounded by nature. Trees and plants on the front yard, planted by our green thumb father. On the left side you will find a small pond and at the backside is a long river. Using the banana leaf, we will make a boat and float it onto the pond.

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The river has been our training place for swimming, and it was more enjoyable to practice when the rain was pouring. My brave elder brothers will climb up the big tree by the riverside, and from the top, they will do a backflip off the tree, and entered the water with hardly a big splash. I was scared and weak, so I was just along the river, clapping after they make a splash.

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My eldest brother made a treehouse on the big santol tree (cotton fruit tree). And every time it rains, the treehouse has been our playing ground. And we don't have to worry about it getting muddy, because the rain will just wash it off onto the ground.

Our treehouse was not the same as this, it was so small and has no roof

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My cousins will sometimes call me to play the 'patentiro'. We own the road and will spread on roadsides. But instead of playing patintero, we will get our 'tabo' (dipper) and play water splashing.

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If we were at school and the rain starts to pour, we will walk through the dirty water-logged roads not waiting for the rain to stop. The umbrellas and raincoats are kept, and books are placed inside the plastic bags. From school to home we will gladly sing and dance in the rain. Sometimes my elder brother will cut a banana leaf and make it as our umbrella but was actually useless as we still get wet.

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There were many happy childhood memories with the rain, but they're quite too long if I will write them all. They were funny and crazy moments but who bothers? We were kids at those times anyway. But if there are funny memories, there are also unexpected and terrible memories.

A few walks from our house is a hill, and a cell tower was constructing on top of it. The bottom of the hill has been our playing ground, but at that time, the construction materials were scattered everywhere.

One rainy day we planned to visit the hill. With my elder brothers, we stepped out barefoot from the house and excitedly ran heading for the hill before our mother get home from the market. Steel bars and some metals were found on every corner. We didn't bother as we want to climb up the hill and make the time worth it while the rain lasts.

I didn't care to step on the stones and scratch my legs by the tall grasses. That is how a kid behaves, doesn't care about the world as long as she is happy. But one step went wrong when I didn't notice the steel bar arching on my way.

I accidentally stepped on it but I didn't feel the pain until I saw the blood dripping from the soal of my right foot. I held my limp foot and fought back in panic. No tears come out of my eyes as I know it was my fault. My mother helped me treat my wound until I get better. I was limped for a few weeks or so, and good thing it was our summer holiday.

From that day onwards I did not play barefoot under the rain again. But nothing can stop a kid from going out and play in the rain. As my limp foot got totally healed, everything went back to normal. Back to playing naughtily and happily as if there's no tomorrow.

We all have memories buried down in our psyches and memory with the rain is of the billion-fold ping. And sometimes just sitting by the window, enjoying the white noise of nature and the whizzing view from the sky, will remind us about our childhood crazy acts while bathing in the rain.

I wish I could be a kid again, collecting the raindrops in my palm, stamping barefoot on a muddy road, dancing, singing, rejoicing while receiving the silver icicles of nature.

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Let me be a kid again, let me play in the rain.

I was inspired to write this after reading @Ruffa article Something in the rain (childhood memory)

What about you, what are your unforgettable experiences in the rain?

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Mrami pong alaala ung pliligo po sa ulan lalo na po nung bata pa po aq, proud to be one of the batang 80-90's po, lol, dati pa nga po cnsahod po nmin ung tubig ulan n un po pinanghuhugas sa mga pinagkainan, pmbuhos po sa c.r n panlaban po sa mga damit, lol, tpos dati po tumatapat po kmi sa gutter o sa dulo po ng mga yero pra ung buhos po ng tubig ulan eh mrami n tuloy-tuloy po, nkakamiss po ung mga gnun n ung kabataan po, lol, daming mgagandang alaala po

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Yay... mga batang 80's and 90's kaway, tayo lng nag-enjoy nito ksi d tayu sakitin khit basang bsa sa ulan.. medyo mainit init ang tubig ulan kya d tau giniginaw(or so I thought). Pro day, prang nkakatakot ung maligo sa ilog hbng umuulan? Pasaway aq pro matarakutin sa ilog pag umuulAn, khit dto sa amin my mga naliligo p rin sa ilog khit umuulan..

Ung nsugatan paa mo, bigla q tuloy naalAla na natusok ng pako paa q dati pero d q matandaan qng papano at di nga lng umuulan kundi ang init ng panahon..

Super enjoyable nung time natin pro ngayon binabawalan na mga bta magpaulan ksi weakling sila ey, ambon lng sinisipon n

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The last time I was drenched in the rain was a decade ago when going to work. It was a 2 hour travel time from Commonwealth to Paseo de Roxas, Makati City. I can't take the MRT because it was jampacked so I always took the bus. But that time it was raining so bad so it was really hard to get a bus. I was wet when I got inside the bus and also when I went off the bus. My pants where so wet upto my thighs. Good thing that I work in the food industry so I was able to dry it inside the kitchen. Instead of working in front-of-the house, I just helped in the kitchen.

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I loved reading your article. I have childhood memories as everybody else. I am a city boy, so there was not much mud at our area, but what we did enjoy was the snow. We would play hours and hours in the snow and we didn't care how cold it was. Those countless naughty things we did are unforgettable.

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Bumalik lahat ng alaala ko nun kabataan ko sa ulanan, hahahaha. May memories din ako with lovelife sa ulanan😂😂

Those were the good old days, mpapasabi ka na lang na sana bata ka na lang ulit.

Omygod, napaiyak ako! 😅😂😭😭

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One of my favorite memories as a child was sitting on the porch at the cottage listening to the rain hit the roof & the surround tree leaves. The smell of the fresh rain & the coolness of the air. Thank you for this article & triggering that memory for me😁

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grabe dami ko din happy memories pag umuulan😅yung unahan dun sa may tapat ng bubong kasi mas malakas bagsak ng tubig na parang falls 😂tapos takbuhan sa kalsada at pagkatapos ng ulan sabay sabay kukuha ng sabon at shampoo punta sa may gripo at mglalaro ulit ng tubig habang magbabanlaw ng katawan 😅😅sarap talaga maging bata

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3 years ago

Hala oo naexperience ko rn yan.. Sa may puso kmi nun nagbabanlaw kc wala pa gripo.. 🤣

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grabe ane. samantalang ngayon kahit nasa bahay lang pahirapan pa magkaroon ng bonding magpipinsan.hehe

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Kunti lng close ko na pinsan.mostly kc mga lalaki 😅

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nung bata kami tingin ko close kami lahat na magpipinsan sa father side. haha. kaya lang habang tumatanda ng iiba interests ng bawat isa tapos may asawa na din yung iba. Dami ng changes

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After school, during rainy season, we play until we feel cold. Those were in elementary until high school at our province. Such memories. Until now, I can't forget all those happy memories including embarrassing ones. Hahaha. Like when the pants of my menstruating friend got soaked in blood. Haha.

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Lol . that was embarrassing and smelly 😅

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Wahahahaha, it was. We kept telling her about it. hahahah

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Ang daming experience talaga sa ulan ano, ang sarap balik balikan ng ala ala. Kung ssna lang katulad pa rin ng dati ang ngayon, ang sarap lang ibalik ng nakaraan kung saan lahat tayo malaya pang mag laro. Yong walang iniisip kundi ang makapag laro, memories 🤧

Buti dika natetano ano?

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Tama.. Yung kaht ano mangyari sa mundo wala kang paki 🤣 Wala nmn pinacheck ni mama sa doctor

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