I was hurrying along the winding pathway past the Thai Sala. Fallen leaves are strewn about, and the grass has browned, except for the bougainvillea.
"Pat, pat, patter patter patter."
Little black discs began spinning out of the ground, accompanied by the hiss of water.
"The sprinklers are out! I'm only halfway to the parking lot."
I was at a safe distance where the beads of water could not reach. I examined the direction of each sprinkler. There were three right at the end of the pathway, the first two sprinkling counter-clockwise while the last one clockwise. "I can manage this," I thought.
Careful calculation brought me right behind the first sprinkler. I obediently trailed the horizontal jet of water. I was beaming when I maneuvered past the first two, a smile plastered on my face. Just then, I noticed the third sprinkler's stream of water coming to me. The pace faster than the second hand of an analog clock. I stood still.
"PAT, PAT, PATTER, PATTER." Right across my chest. I was shot by water machine guns.
I bet someone somewhere saw me getting drenched.
"Pat, pat, patter patter patter."
Little black discs began spinning out of the ground, accompanied by the hiss of water.
"The sprinklers are out! I'm only halfway to the parking lot."
I was at a safe distance where the beads of water could not reach. I examined the direction of each sprinkler. There were three right at the end of the pathway, the first two sprinkling counter-clockwise while the last one clockwise. "I can manage this," I thought.
Careful calculation brought me right behind the first sprinkler. I obediently trailed the horizontal jet of water. I was beaming when I maneuvered past the first two, a smile plastered on my face. Just then, I noticed the third sprinkler's stream of water coming to me. The pace faster than the second hand of an analog clock. I stood still.
"PAT, PAT, PATTER, PATTER." Right across my chest. I was shot by water machine guns.
I bet someone somewhere saw me getting drenched.
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