Me little nephew Bunty was born in the middle of a long drought. There wasn’t a drop of rain that fell in his first three years of life. All he knew was sunshine, heat and red dust.
Anyway, a few days after he turned three, he was playin outside when the drought broke. First the rain started in big heavy drops and Bunty looks up and wonders where the water’s comin from. Then the rain starts comin down harder. Next thing ya know the sky’s wailin.
Bunty starts to panic, and then he starts screamin and runnin round like a decapitated chook while he tries to wipe the giant drops of rain from his arms and head. Me sister and brother-in-law run outside ta see what’s got into im.
Finally they realise the little fulla aint never seen rain before. He don’t know what the fuck is goin on.
To make matters worse, all the dogs start barkin and howlin and Bunty is in such a state he’s almost stopped breathin. Me sister and her husband start to panic as well. Then Ant goes runnin over, picks up Bunty, looks around and sees just what’s needed to sort the situation. He belts over to the only spot not touched by rain and rolls Bunty in the dust. He calms down right away.
Me sister was real grateful and wondered why she never thought of doin that. We all had ta sit down and tell the little fulla bout rain and that it wasn’t gunna hurt im.