It was dark outside as black gloomy clouds started taking over the day, pushing the sun aside, forcing it slowly back to its bed. Passers-by that were leisurely walking, taking their time of enjoying the day started to quicken their pace. Faces of the happy young people began to change and alter, hanging on a worried smile instead and started hustling their way out of the hectic street. With the final peek of the sun on them, thunders came growling like an angry legion on war while lightning showing off its great flashes of wonderfully created lights. Pitter-patter...pitter-patter…light rain started hitting the ground. It didn’t last long when all of the sudden it transformed into strong heavy raindrops that started pushing itself towards the window pane of the shops, hitting and beating viciously with a lending hand from the volunteering gust. Well, there went my hopes again.
I’ve been lying on the shelf for quite some times since the day I was shipped from the nation that created me, China; collecting dusts and webs all the way through until gradually, all my fellow comrades were bought, clearing up the front line for me and making me visible again. As usual, I would gain back all my courage and positive thinking when the rain came down and touched the surface of this tired earth as I might be bought. Though today, people normally would opt for our fellow opponent, the umbrellas, yet, raincoats like my race were also useful too. I was sure that every thing was made with its sole unique purpose.
“Ding dong…Ding dong…” sounds from the shop’s speakers interfered my thoughts. In a sudden rush, there went in a fine-dressed man dashing into the shop. He was slightly wet and sweaty from the raging rain outside. His act of kept looking at his watch indicated that he was in a hurry. Having my eyes set on him, he started searching for his items. Hmmm…talking about umbrella earlier on; that was exactly what he was looking for. Grabbing the chosen blue umbrella on his hand, he walked towards the counter when surprisingly; he halted in front of my shelf. He picked me up, twisted and turned me around, reading the words on my back and finally, grasped me in the hand and paid my owner. Well, my ex-owner I supposed.
Without wasting any more time, he stripped the plastic cover off me and wore me. And for the very first time in my life, I experienced the direct contact with Mother Nature. Wow, what a feeling of wonderfulness. I was feeling extremely great and happy. But of course, that rival of mine was not excluded. My owner had it proudly, high up in the air too. Strong wind and rain were still blowing continuously, showing no mercy to the school children across the road. My owner on the other hand doubled his pace and clutching me tightly as the heavy breeze blew. This made me felt more needed, more meaningful and useful. At least, I was able to serve my new master. “We’re equal umbrellas…” I smiled as I thought to myself. “See? We really are equal.”
As my master was reaching his car, he took me off and plunked me under the seat. He then went on and drove to a house where a beautifully dressed lady was waiting at the porch for him. In the car, they chatted gleefully about their days, how busy were their works, any new projects coming up and so on. Not long, the car took a halt. It was still raining as I could hear the sound of raindrops still pitter-pattering. As I was ready to serve my master again, he opened the back door and took only the blue umbrella, fetching the lady in front and entered the high-class, fully-lit restaurant. Dumbfounded, I must’ve been wrong. My rival and I were not equal at all.
My life as a raincoat, ended under that back seat.
I’ve been lying on the shelf for quite some times since the day I was shipped from the nation that created me, China; collecting dusts and webs all the way through until gradually, all my fellow comrades were bought, clearing up the front line for me and making me visible again. As usual, I would gain back all my courage and positive thinking when the rain came down and touched the surface of this tired earth as I might be bought. Though today, people normally would opt for our fellow opponent, the umbrellas, yet, raincoats like my race were also useful too. I was sure that every thing was made with its sole unique purpose.
“Ding dong…Ding dong…” sounds from the shop’s speakers interfered my thoughts. In a sudden rush, there went in a fine-dressed man dashing into the shop. He was slightly wet and sweaty from the raging rain outside. His act of kept looking at his watch indicated that he was in a hurry. Having my eyes set on him, he started searching for his items. Hmmm…talking about umbrella earlier on; that was exactly what he was looking for. Grabbing the chosen blue umbrella on his hand, he walked towards the counter when surprisingly; he halted in front of my shelf. He picked me up, twisted and turned me around, reading the words on my back and finally, grasped me in the hand and paid my owner. Well, my ex-owner I supposed.
Without wasting any more time, he stripped the plastic cover off me and wore me. And for the very first time in my life, I experienced the direct contact with Mother Nature. Wow, what a feeling of wonderfulness. I was feeling extremely great and happy. But of course, that rival of mine was not excluded. My owner had it proudly, high up in the air too. Strong wind and rain were still blowing continuously, showing no mercy to the school children across the road. My owner on the other hand doubled his pace and clutching me tightly as the heavy breeze blew. This made me felt more needed, more meaningful and useful. At least, I was able to serve my new master. “We’re equal umbrellas…” I smiled as I thought to myself. “See? We really are equal.”
As my master was reaching his car, he took me off and plunked me under the seat. He then went on and drove to a house where a beautifully dressed lady was waiting at the porch for him. In the car, they chatted gleefully about their days, how busy were their works, any new projects coming up and so on. Not long, the car took a halt. It was still raining as I could hear the sound of raindrops still pitter-pattering. As I was ready to serve my master again, he opened the back door and took only the blue umbrella, fetching the lady in front and entered the high-class, fully-lit restaurant. Dumbfounded, I must’ve been wrong. My rival and I were not equal at all.
My life as a raincoat, ended under that back seat.
-Tress-
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