Fish Falling from the Sky!

Ah the smell of rain, how refreshing. Tiny little drops of water falling freely onto every imaginable surface. I look up; the skies aren’t too grey so it isn’t that gloomy. I glance back down as I step into the forming puddles wetting my toes through my sandshoes. I love walking in the rain; it gives me a sense of wondering child-like play. Oh and my favourite is dancing in the rain, care-free and knowing that even if you end up soaking wet with the sniffles it was all worth it!

I’m smiling just thinking about the immense beauty of raindrops when I look up again, almost as if to thank the clouds. Suddenly I see something dark and gradually growing bigger as it comes closer! What in the name of heaven is that I ask myself? As I strain my eyes I realise this object is coming straight at me! I jump to avoid this lump of some sort. SPLASH! Into a puddle it landed. I bend down and take a closer look. I cannot believe what I see; a fish! A fish? Falling from the sky? But how?

That’s when it dawned on me...we’re living in an ever-changing world where the impossible becomes the possible, a world where conversations can be held simultaneously across continents, a world where fish fall from the sky!