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Saturday, June 9, 2012

Gone with the Rain

She had always been a dedicated worker and on this rainy January afternoon nothing had changed. It was the rain season so one was to expect the down pour at the same hour every day. When you live in a tropical country, you are used to those storms that last at most an hour but can flood the streets and cause a lot of damage.

This day the only difference was that there was no where to park near work and the rain did not let down so easily. She ended up finding a spot about two blocks away and waited as long as she could for the rain to die down, but nothing. She decided that she had to be courageous and walk. She took out her pretty red umbrella which matched the red and white dress she was wearing.

Slowly she opened the car door and put the umbrella out and opened it, so far so good, she thought. Then she put her left foot out of the car and all of a sudden her sandal was swept off her foot by the river formed by the rain on the sidewalk. It seemed like a white water rapid. She watched as her shoe flowed down the street. It seemed like it was a white water raft and so instantly out of sight.

Nervously, she looked at her watched and realized that she only had a few minutes to get to her job. In twenty years, this was going to be the first time that she would be arriving late. Her boss had to understand.

One shoe was gone, so she took off the other one, threw it in the car and decided to go barefoot. After all, if the water current was strong enough to take away her shoe, it would have taken away anything else that could hurt her feet, like glass or stones.

The water was warm but rough. She had to be very careful and not lose her balance otherwise the current could drag her away too. She arrived at the office soaked except for her hair that had been protected by the red umbrella. Her lovely red and white dress clung to her body in an unflattering way. She felt embarrassed but there was nothing she could do about it.

As soon as she walked into the office, she ran into her boss who looked at her from head to toe and said, “What is the meaning of this?”

“Dedication” she replied.
( written June 9, 2012 )

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