Think of something that had to do with rain when you were a child.

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   dwilliamsonposted 14 years ago

   Think of something that had to do with rain when you were a child.

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   marisuewritesposted 14 years ago

   When I was growing up in New Mexico, you could smell the mesquite bushes when a rain was near.  The freshness of the bushes' fragrance was sweet and addictive.  I would walk the streets of the neighborhood until my parents, fearing lightning strikes, would make me come inside. 
   
   After the rain, the gutters of the streets would be full of tadpoles and I used to think it literally rained frogs.
   
   I love the storms!! Rain, lightning, thunder and wind.  Of course, I want to be safe and don't want things to be damaged...but the storms excite me!! 
   
   Storms in the desert can be very violent.  You can see them coming for miles before they arrive, and the anticipation is a huge adrenalin rush. 
   
   Maybe I should have been a storm chaser...

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   Lisa HWposted 14 years ago

   This is strange, but I don't remember being in the rain when I was a child.  I walked to school for six years, so I must have been in the rain several times.  I do recall having a pastel blue umbrella.  I also recall one hurricane when I was really small, and I was watching the rain hit the window. 
   
   The only story I have about rain is that my cousin and I one day dragged out all my little toy furniture and doll carriages, so we could "play house".  We stopped playing after a while, and then I was "too tired" to lug it all back into the house and upstairs.  All my "precious belongings" were still there when it got dark, and someone said it was going to rain overnight.  In those days, toy stoves and washing machines were metal.  I thought they'd rust.  I started to cry, thinking about how everything would be out in the rain all night long.  One of my parents said, "The next time, you'll remember to bring your toys in."
   
   All these decades later, I would say the moral to that story is:  "It wouldn't have killed my parents to go stick the toy appliances inside the toy crib, and put them up on the back porch.  I was only about 4 years old!     

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   jennifer maurerposted 14 years ago

   This may not be the most glamorous answer, but here it goes. When I was really little, around 6 or 7 years old, I had a morbid fear of worms. Whenever it would rain, the worms would come out all over the sidewalk. So on the way home from school, which was about a 1/2 mile walk, I used to make my best friend carry me home via piggyback, so my feet would not have to touch the sidewalk where the worms were waiting! Pretty funny now that I think about it. God Bless my best friend who carried me all the way home. I never forgot her for that! Now that's friendship!

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   Eaglekiwiposted 14 years ago

   We lived in a rainforest valley  when I was a child and after it rained ,it left dips in the country roads all muddy and slushy .If the day was hot ,I remember so clearly as a five year old being allowed to slip n slide in all that mud ,oooooooooo it was sooooo much fun and felt slippery and slushy!!!! all over.
   Quick hose down , dinner and as you can imagine we slept like happy lil hogs lol

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   aravindhakshaposted 14 years ago

   If rain turned to storm, I could bunk the school. I loved the smell of the earth and the plants when it rains. Since I live in a hot place, rain cooled the place. Rain also shifted games from outside to indoors.

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   supermamaposted 14 years ago

   Ahhh I remember when I was probably about 7 years old, my mother was at work and our father let us go out and play in the rain. It wasn't a light drizzle either, it was pouring down! My brother and I had the best time playing out there! My mother was so upset when she learned that our father let us do that! HAHA! However, I have made it a tradition to allow our children to play in the rain at least once per summer and we take pictures! These are some of the best memories I have of spending time with my children!

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   lafentyposted 14 years ago

   I grew up in Phoenix AZ and there was nothing better than a summer rain storm.  As long as it wasn't lightening, my mother would let my two sisters and I go out and play in it.  August would usually bring evening rain showers, so it was a welcome relief to the summer heat.

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