Unfiltered Story #89873

, , | Unfiltered | June 17, 2017

I don’t know why, but while I was in third grade I had two umbrellas in my book-bag. They were the kinds that pop out at the push of a button. We were riding home on the school bus and it was raining heavily outside. My friend who was seated next to me was concern about the fact that she did not have an umbrella. I felt that sense I had two, I can lend her one. One of them was almost brand new. The other was older. In deciding, I felt that it would be polite to lend my friend the new one.

She got off at her stop before my stop came. As I was about to get off, I first pointed my umbrella out to open it. I pushed the button.

It did what it was suppose to. It did open up. Except that it kept going like I had a trick umbrella like the Penguin. I had to run out into the rain the re-attach it to the base. The kids on the bus laughed at my expense. Even I had to laugh. I realized at that moment that it was a good thing I lent my friend the new one.