“Are you sure he did not go home? Stomach bug or something?”, my friend asked as she grabbed my hand and wisked me from corner to corner in the school gymnasium. We were frantically looking for my prom dance partner, who seem to have suddenly disappeared.
The host of the party announced that the last song will be played and [...]
Dec
16
2007
16
2007
Couldn’t I have this dance?
Dec
9
2007
9
2007
Sunday Scribblings: Competition
My life has been surrounded with lots of competition. Competition inside the house from among my many siblings over one piece of apple or the last spoon of ice cream or who gets to have a new shoes first. In school, there was competition as to who gets the best grades among my best friends [...]
Dec
2
2007
2
2007
Sunday Scribblings: walk
Midnight has just passed one night four years ago. I was writing in my diary about the marvelous walk in the park we had earlier that day.
The dead cold wind of winter must have triggered the abdominal pain but I was trying to recall all the birthing class instruction and timed the contractions. It was [...]
