A good Sunday It rained all the week, which made me depressed. With me, it's ok if it's cold but if the cold weather and the rain come together, it's really so bad. Everything was wet, dirty and cold: the street, the tree, your shoes, your clothes... You could see the water everywhere and everywhen. It was so terrible if you had to go out. At firt, you felt nothing, but the rain didn't stop and you started being in a fret. Then the rain still continued, the despair fill you cause you knew you couldn't do anything to change this statement. I passed these last days like that. Rain seemed stifle my life, it seemed kille me. When I waked up in the morning, the rain had stopped and I felt my life begin again. Now, the sun is so bright, and my neighborhood become lively. They appear again: the adults go out of their house, they say hello, talk to each others; the children run, play and laugh in the alley. The joy is present in all their face. The sun is like the switch which restart our life after the bad days. I regret my friend that I talked to in the early morning can't see this. He said to me he want to see the daily life here, I used the camera to show him but there were nothing or no one. He was not lucky. This all started 30 minutes after our conversation. Maybe he can see it in the next time. Wow the sun started a sunny day, so I think I should make it become a good day.