oh my gosh, when rain falls hard; really hard. The kind of rain that starts off quiet and soft and then it builds and builds until there is a steady heartbeat of rain, hitting the pavement you’re watching from your classroom window. Oh but it’s not over yet, the rain keeps building into a crescendo of madness. The drops of water are hitting the ground so ferociously you fear that they are angry. You can feel the vibration of the ground from your toes to your chest. Finally with heavy tree branches sagging and the pavement wet and pommeled it all comes to a stop. The sky is so mercurial, it is frustrating and fascinating at the same time.