Rain

Deeb, who they call Deeb, woke up from his sleep in the morning and wanted to go to the orchard. But outside, clouds in the sky, and rain was knocking and beating the window glass. Tok, tok, tok, tak, tak, tak, tak, tik, tik, tik, tik. My mother said to me, Deeb, Deeb, don’t go to the orchard today. Listen, the rain is knocking and beating the window glass. Deeb and His Determination: Deeb said without concern: The rain is knocking! Let it knock. I will take Papa’s big umbrella and go to the orchard. Deeb, Deeb quickly ate, drank, dressed, put on his shoe, carried Papa’s big umbrella, and went to the orchard. ...