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Friday, March 30, 2007

I was on my way back from PBL tute at Mebourne Uni. Felt a little downcast then, as I'm a few lectures behind, and the 2nd mid-semester test is just around the corner. It was also windy, terribly cold and getting dreadfully dark, so I wanted to return home as soon as I could. However, as soon as I was approaching my uncle's door, a boy came up to me. A young boy, with fine brown hair and green eyes. Wearing a helmet, his makeshift gloves and with his little scooter, he said "Hi". I replied. And so I came to know about 6-year old Ptolemy, who lives with his parents just two houses away.


I watched him ride his scooter.


I watched him fall two times.


I watched him dabble a few tricks.



I watched him yelling with joy and glee when he got his tricks right.




In the end, I spent 15 minutes outside my uncle's house, oblivious to the cold and gloom. It was in fact fun, talking to Ptolemy, and watching him play. He wanted me to ride his scooter, and even offered to TEACH me!! lol. Thank goodness his father called him back... just in time. XD


Not long after I entered my uncle's house, there was a knock at the door. I went, and to my surprise, I saw Ptolemy outside. He said, "There's something in the mailbox for you."


It was an envelope.


He said I could read it. So I opened it, and I found this:


He regarded me as a friend! For spending just 15 minutes of my time! I was touched la....

And on the back of the little note:


My, my.....this one's a little charmer. =P


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