Today it rained a lot. As those who know me may have noticed, I’m not really a huge fan of umbrellas, as I have difficulty wielding them. So I had an umbrella in my backpack today, but I didn’t bother getting it out or using it. My walk to work was pleasant, temperature-wise, but involved me getting soaked by twenty minutes’ worth of rain.
When I got to work and stopped in the doorway to change shoes, one of the desk teachers immediately pounced on me with a paper towel, clucking her disapproval of how wet I’d let myself become. I had thought this was just another way she mothered me, as she tends to take care of me in many little (and big) ways.
Later, one of my Korean co-teachers was leaving and stopped to ask if my American coworker and I had umbrellas. Once she was assured that we did, she left. Again, I just assumed this was another nice gesture typical of those I work with here.
Then my American coworker mused, “Yeah, have you heard about the radioactive rain? All the kids were asking me about it today.” Apparently the rain is rumored to have higher radiation than normal now because of the nuclear reactor problems in Japan.
So if I’m glowing by this weekend, it could be a reflection of the countenance of God…or it could just mean the rain’s been getting to me.
