Want to know a secret?
I suppose it’s not that much of a secret, but it’s always felt like one to me.
What’s the secret? Many times when it rained, I would grab the umbrella, dash out into the parking lot, and dance and sing in the rain.
I knew every word to “Singin’ in the Rain” and I would sing at the top of my lungs, spinning and spinning around in circles until I was dizzy.
I would find the sidewalk, and jump up and down off of it just like Gene Kelly. I would dip the umbrella and then hold it against my shoulder as I sang to the imaginary policeman.
On reflection, I imagine many people saw me doing it; yet as a child it always felt like it was only me out there in the rain. I’m sure my mother saw me, but she never said anything about it, nor why I was soaking wet when I came in with my umbrella. Most people were at work, so maybe I really was unwatched as I let loose.
I guess the secret is in fact a two-part secret.
Why? I still want to go dancing in the rain every time it rains. Do you? It niggles at me, but I feel like I am far too much of an adult to do something foolish like that where everyone could see. Maybe someday, I’ll be brave enough to grab my umbrella and go dancing and singing in the rain. Will you?
What’s your secret? Is it also something from your childhood, that you still wish you were so uninhibited that you could do it at the drop…. of a raindrop?
I used to sit outside in my treehouse and watch thunderstorms. Now, when there is a storm, I want to go hide out in my kids treehouse by myself and watch. Makes you miss being a kid.
When I was a kid I loved to dance in the rain, but then I got caught out in a rainstorm and I couldn’t come inside. I’ve never been so cold in my life, and that pretty much made me look at rain in a whole new way
I knew there was a reason I love you! Spontaneous song and dance. YES! You can help me and Haven orchestrate one thing like this at a Wal-Mart.
WoW, always wanted to do that! The one time I went to do it for real the rain slowed down and instead of coming home soaked, I was merely damp. *sigh*
I miss summer days at the farm when my sister and I would round up the kittens in the wagon, load it with snacks and head out to the pastures to play pioneer women! Oh, the good old days. Considering that house no longer exists (caught fire last year and my parents had to give it up and move it was so far gone). Someone else owns the property now so if I decided to rehash old memories, I would sure look the fool!
My secret was singing “My Favorite Things” like Julie Andrews, (I also knew every word) only I was out on my home made ice rink skating, instead of on the bed jumping and pulling down curtains. Then I accepted my Olympic medal after a fantabulous performance.
Hehe. Thanks for sharing your deep dark secrets! Glad to know I’m not the only crazy… er…. adventurous one. *G*
Oh, we have a tradition in my family. My children and I always play in the first rain of the year and then drink hot cocoa.
As a child, I loved to clean my room and sit and read. Yeah, I’m a dork, but it’s still one of my favorite things to do… now it’s my house–doesn’t happen as often. ; )