Thursday, September 09, 2010
Last week Dennis went out in a torrential downpour with his umbrella. Now, I have known for a long time that his umbrella was on its last leg, but he kept insisting that it was still usable. So... imagine him walking down the street- all eyes on him because everybody always watches us anyway- and he is holding... this.Then the rain really started pouring. He made some valient attempts to stay dry. Even the lady at the cart selling barbequed banana and the lady at the other cart selling newspapers on the corner were laughing. I laughed all the way to school.