Flood.
While riding tonight’s cab through the lake at the end of the bridge on my way home, I remembered this time when I was real real little. I was in a car. Don’t know who's. A sort of valley in the road was full of water. Raining hard. We got stuck trying to drive through it. There were other cars stuck as well. Water coming into the car. There were other kids. We needed to be carried to safety. It’s all very fuzzy. I need to ask Mom if she knows this story.
posted by josh at 6/07/2005 01:51:00 AM
2 Comments:
when i was a little girl, our road was flooded. i remember knowing it was going to happen before it did, maybe dad told me. when it happened, my brother and i were so excited. normally the stream ran under the bridge, this time it was over it. all very new, very exciting. we rolled up our pants and stood in the muddy water till dad said we had to go feed the calves. i think it was summer. i probably wouldnt have done that if it was at all cold out. i know me.
becca
i think my brother may have pushed me over into the water, he does shit like that.
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