Thunderstorm

by Gammy

Crash! Boom! Gigi was afraid of thunderstorms. In the Mid-western part of the United States, afternoon thunderstorms can be very big. The air gets hot and sticky. And then thick black clouds begin to form. Sooo dark it feels like nighttime. The wind grows strong whewwwheww. Dad always like to sit on his covered porch when a thunderstorm approached. He would call to Gigi to come out to sit on his lap. Even though she was a little afraid, she felt safe enough in Dad’s arms. They would count how close the storm was to them.

Crash!!! The lightening would flash and sizzle, siiis. They would count, slowly. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Boooommm!

The thunder roared. The storm was 5 miles away.

Dad would point to the clouds. “Look that cloud looks like a cat. Oh and see that one? A bunny rabbit.”

Crash! Sizzle. 1, 2, 3, 4 …Boooommm! 4 miles away.

Gigi curled in tighter to her father. “See that could on the left,” he pointed, “It looks like an elephant.”

Crash! Sizzle. One, two, three…Booommm!

Gigi’s mom came to the door from inside their house. “The storm is getting close, you two should come inside.”

“Oh we’re fine right little one?” Gigi wasn’t sure, but she felt very brave.

Suddenly the rain started to beat down on the porch roof. Poota poota poota.

“I would feel better if you came inside,” said her mom. So they did, just as they heard Crash! Sizzle. 1, 2, Boommm!

When the storm was over Gigi and Dad scrambled out to see if there was a rainbow. Yes! There was a beautiful one. Red, yellow, green, purple, glowing through the departing dark clouds.

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