We received a huge downpour yesterday: elephants and hippos (aka cats and dogs)! Our WFP driver Joseph and I were standing under a shed waiting for the rain to slow down before running to the car that was parked outside at a distance. When it started hailing hard, like small stones, it set off car alarms and the sound made talking impossible.
Joseph picked up one of the hailstones and said “Look! snow!”
The hail finished and I said, “That is not snow, it is hail.”
He looked at me, "What is snow then?"
"Snow is soft," I told him, “like a feather.”
"But it is wet, no?" he asked. “It is only wet when it has melted,” I explained.
He struggled to understand.
We ran to the car and drove off. In the car he asked, "After the snow season, you have a dry period?"
I was struggling to explain. "Well you know, where I am from there is always rain. It rains every month….like Western Kenya."
"But what about the cows? How do they survive the winter?" he wanted to know.
"Oh, we keep them inside all winter."
"What do you feed them then?"
...and the conversation went on.
I love these interactions; I realized that the concept of four seasons is very difficult to comprehend if not experienced.