英语美文：♫　To Keep Me From The Rain　♫　

英语美文：♫ To Keep Me From The Rain ♫

林贝卡 · 2010-05-02 06:33:46Z

英语美文：♫ To Keep Me From The Rain ♫ 简介

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To Keep Me from the Rain Author: Joyce Stark

Sometimes it's not the huge sacrifices that mothers make, or even the countless things they do day in and day out that make you realize what really special people they are.

It was just a typical, dull and windy January day here in the North East of Scotland. When I left home for the office where I worked in the next town, the weather forecasters said, "Windy and cold, but no rain." Naturally, by the time I was about to leave work in the early evening, it was absolutely pouring.

My office was close to the bus stop so that was no problem; I just shot out the door and onto the bus. Unfortunately, once I got home to Montrose, I had about a mile to walk from the bus stop to my home. Normally on a night like that, if my hu*****and were home, he would get into the car and come and get me. That morning, he had told me that he was putting the car in for a service and it would be in overnight.

As I stepped off the bus that night to walk home, I struggled to get my tiny umbrella to go up in the strong wind. It had a sunny pattern on it and was obviously designed for a very light shower somewhere on the Mediterranean, not a Scottish downpour! Then, suddenly and to my amazement, I heard my mum's voice.

"Quickly. Come under here, before you get soaked."

I nipped under my bigger umbrella and stared at Mom in surprise. "What on Earth are you doing here in this weather?" I asked her. My mom was eighty-three that year, and although fit and healthy, she didn't normally like going out in strong wind and heavy rain. In fact, if we got a few days like that, I usually nipped round to her house to make sure she didn't run out of anything.

"You said to come round for tea tonight, but I came early before the rain got too heavy. Eric told me that your car was in for a service and I saw your big umbrella lying on the chair. I guessed you had taken it out to bring with you, but had forgotten it. Eric was on the telephone, so I just picked it up and came out so that I could meet you and you wouldn't get soaked."

My mom passed away the following year. This simple act remains embedded in my mind, and reminds me how completely my mom loved me. She wouldn't have gone out in the wind and rain for herself, but, at eighty-three, she never gave a second thought about braving the elements so I wouldn't get wet.