For many months, the
skies were dry. Lomongin,
the famous rain-maker,
talked to his gods. People
gathered outside his
home, anxiously waiting
for a message of hope.
When he came out, he
assured people that the
creator was going to give
them rain soon. They
would be able to plant
their crops.
Children played outside as
we waited for the rains.
Later that day, we saw big
white clouds in the far
east. I knew they were rain
clouds.
People were still thinking
about what the rain-maker
said. Mother shouted
loudly, "There! The clouds
are now dark. Come
inside."
The rain poured down.
We had waited for the
rains! At first we rejoiced.
But the rains did not stop.
There was water
everywhere. The bridge
linking our village to the
mainland was washed
away.
Houses were washed away
by floods. What was a
blessing, was now a
disaster for us.
Everybody had prepared
for planting. But now they
could not plant. People of
my village had longed for
rain but now they did not
want it anymore. We had
no bridge to cross on.
Many had no homes.
And, we had another
problem! We saw
crocodiles swimming
everywhere. This had
never happened before.
We were confused.
We could not go shopping
because all the shops were
across the river. Children
couldn't go to school
because schools were
across the river.
What should have been a
blessing, became a curse
to us. Lomongin, the rain-
maker, was disappointed
as well. The only one who
was happy, was Kapuus
with his eight cats!
Abduragmaan Fortune-A curse or a blessing
