Last night I went to Spanish lessons as usual from 5.30 to 7pm. When I left home at 5pm I did not have my umbrella or raincoat with me. I thought I would be fine and not need it - despite the fact that it had been raining all day! I was couped up inside so I had seen all the rain.
I was almost at the Spanish school when it came bucketing down. I was only about 300 metres away so I did not have too far to go. I arrived in the classroom looking like I had been dumped into the river and held under the water for a while. This is because I was wearing a polyester tracksuit - which allows water to soak through. The other students looked at me and felt pity and commented. Our teacher decided to direct the lesson around the weather. The first part of the lesson was spent learning terminology to describe inclement weather...
Throughout the lesson we were all keeping a close on on the weather outside. It was raining on and off. At the end of the lesson it looked like it has stopped raining. As I walked downstairs I noticed the crowd of students who were gathered inside the front door. Nobody was brave enough to head out into the heavy rain. So we spent a while chatting until it eased off.
I decided to make a go for it. Not long after, it was pouring again. I kept running towards the train station which is about 1 km up the street from the school. With about 300 metres to go, I stumbled across the two Russian ladies - Olga and Virginija - from my class, under their umbrellas. I tugged on Olga's back asking her to share her umbrella space with me. She got such a fright as she thought I was "one of those mad people" who lurk about the city. Virginija was kind enough to provide some shelter - with her nice big umbrella. As we finally reached the tube station, Olga handed me her broken umbrella saying that I could take it as I would have to walk from the bus stop to my flat after my metro and bus ride. They both live in the same place so they did not each need an umbrella. So I received an umbrella from the Russians, with love! I arrived home dry and grateful to the Russians...
I was almost at the Spanish school when it came bucketing down. I was only about 300 metres away so I did not have too far to go. I arrived in the classroom looking like I had been dumped into the river and held under the water for a while. This is because I was wearing a polyester tracksuit - which allows water to soak through. The other students looked at me and felt pity and commented. Our teacher decided to direct the lesson around the weather. The first part of the lesson was spent learning terminology to describe inclement weather...
Throughout the lesson we were all keeping a close on on the weather outside. It was raining on and off. At the end of the lesson it looked like it has stopped raining. As I walked downstairs I noticed the crowd of students who were gathered inside the front door. Nobody was brave enough to head out into the heavy rain. So we spent a while chatting until it eased off.
I decided to make a go for it. Not long after, it was pouring again. I kept running towards the train station which is about 1 km up the street from the school. With about 300 metres to go, I stumbled across the two Russian ladies - Olga and Virginija - from my class, under their umbrellas. I tugged on Olga's back asking her to share her umbrella space with me. She got such a fright as she thought I was "one of those mad people" who lurk about the city. Virginija was kind enough to provide some shelter - with her nice big umbrella. As we finally reached the tube station, Olga handed me her broken umbrella saying that I could take it as I would have to walk from the bus stop to my flat after my metro and bus ride. They both live in the same place so they did not each need an umbrella. So I received an umbrella from the Russians, with love! I arrived home dry and grateful to the Russians...
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