Acid Rain Talk
I’m working on widening my English vocabulary so that I have more words at my disposal when I talk about subjects like traveling, work, clothing.
I’m also working on deepening my vocabulary. I don’t want to repeat ‘nice’ all the time, but instead I want more words like lovely, delightful, sweet at my finger-tips.
So I opened the book that is supposed to teach me all of that and started reading. Ironically, it started with a very interesting topic the weather and environment.
First word: Acid rain.
Well, really, no one has to explain to me what that is all about. I perfectly know what acid rain is.
Let’s rewind a few hours. This morning I woke up, I drew the curtains and saw a bunch of acid rain falling from heaven. Somehow the floodgates of heaven were wide open and I bet one of the angels forgot to close them. That’s OK, it happens.
I immediately tried to find a calendar because I had to be sure it’s summer. I couldn’t tell because of all the acid rain, wind and leaves in my backyard. But yeah, the calendar said ‘July’. No calendar has ever lied to me, so I’m pretty sure it’s summer.
I then began thinking about the weather in general. People think and talk about the weather a lot.
When I’m at work and I see my coworkers entering the office with their hair and clothes soaking wet, I say, ‘aw, the weather sucks, huh?’
If I go on a break with one of my coworkers and the sun is shining, they smile and say, ‘the weather is great, isn’t it?’
People talk about the weather. I read an article in the newspaper the other day. It said that 71% of the people talked about the weather this past week. We’re not talking about long conversations, just commenting on the weather is enough. My English book confirmed it. I had to start widening and deepening my vocabulary by reading different things about the weather and learning words such as acid rain and global warming.
On top of that I have also noticed how many people are super sensitive to the weather. In my country it’s clear that people are happy clappy when it’s sunny.
I can see why.
I live in a country where it usually rains at least 396 days a year. That’s really special since a year has 365 days. Sometimes 366.
But when it rains, they walk by without saying ‘hello’ or even looking at you. People get sad and cranky when it rains. It’s OK; it happens to my hair too, but sometimes their faces are so evil they scare the daylight out of me. It’s as if people blame each other for the crappy weather.
Oh well, it’s all good, I’ll just go on widening and deepening my vocabulary, reading about acid rain. Even though I can’t tell it’s summer and my hair gets super cranky because of the rain, I’ll try to walk around with a huge grin, showing off my teeth, saying ‘hi’ to every passer-by.
Many thanks to Ruthie for the guest post. I always love her posts over at Just Rambling. They make me smile. And laugh. And nice things like that. SUPER happy to bring some of that over to my brand-spankin’-new blog. WOO! YAAAYYY, Ruthie, for guest-posting! If you like this post, and I KNOOOW you do, you should check out her blog regularly. I promise, I won’t consider it to be you cheating on me.Â