Grandma's umbrella is dark green with one white stripe and one broken part that sticks up. It is bigger than two people so it goes all the way over me. My shoes get wet on the road from the bus stop but my head does not. The broken part makes a hole and one drop comes down on my nose every time, always in the same place.
The umbrella makes a small lake on the floor at home. Grandma said do not touch it. I touched it.