The day started out rough, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. But I knew I wasnt going to throw myself a pity party and I wouldnt stay indoors moping either. So what would I do?
My question was answered immediately my mischievous friend walked into my room. I smiled because I knew she definitely had something for me. One time I was sitting all alone in my room and then she came in. That day I got free food and drinks and had fun.
Sooo today Valentine’s day my mischievous friend walks in and she’s smiling widely. I didn’t even ask questions, I just got ready for whatever it was. After few minutes of getting ready and asking if a particular dress was the one, we were on our way to God knows where.
Oh the journey was an eye opener. I saw someone who was clearly the wrong party argue as if she had done nothing wrong. I also witnessed the sentencing of an old man driving a bus for doing the right thing his own way. Well the story is interesting let me share.
Apparently he called this particular bus stop almost 6 times and nobody answered. Then suddenly as we passed the bus stop, someone started shouting at the driver accusing him of being wicked. The poor old man who probably hadn’t taken breakfast and had in mind the number of times he would take in passengers to get to his target didn’t listen to this someone and dropped this someone off at another bus stop. This someone still had the effrontery to curse the old man. Well the ride got bumpy and soon enough we were at our destination.
My mind which was partially open became fully open when I saw them. Cute, shy, questioning eyes probably wondering why there were strangers at their Valentine’s day party. Yes, I went with Miss Mischievous and other friends to a school. I’ve always been asked what I miss the most about my childhood. Its definitely my innocence. I saw it again and again in those children. The purity, the clear expressions, they had nothing to hide. As adults tend to hide expressions, it was a relief to see honest expressions again. I had fun. Talking with them, just interacting with them.
Then, in the midst of incredible talents and excitement, I saw him. The inquisitive eyes, clear as crystal, pretty too with a face that could have only been made by the master himself. I knew immediately I had found an Oliver twist and he wouldn’t stop asking for more. He wanted to know everything. He asked every question askable. I didn’t want to stop listening to his voice. With intelligence past his age and class, he spoke with respect and confidence. He had talent too. Eventually we had to leave and yes I didn’t want to be separated from him. Funny how I started the day without one but I found my VAL at last.
Alas! he was hiding in a school. Thanks to my mischievous and adventurous friend I found him.