Do you remember when you were four and I have just finished my SPM, I used to drive you to the local library and we would read half the day? Me with my Roald Dahl fictions and you with your dinosaur picture book.
We would walk hand in hand to the row of restaurants in front of the local mall for lunch. You asked for a lot of things but I was the one spoon-feeding you and finishing the leftovers anyway, so we ended up sharing a plate of fried rice instead. And a glass of water.
Remember the kind lady then treated you to a cup of warm milk with a smile? You were such a lovable young boy, all polite and charming to strangers. Still are.
It was me who gobbled the milk up though. I ended up fat that day.
No comments:
Post a Comment