The World is Always New

here comes the bus, ready for another long 10 hours journey...
along with my new friend Undoy, I prepare to call him Undo, coz there's a lot of people here named Undoy. he's happy now, I saw the excitement in his face, I saw hope, I saw happiness. He said he has two younger sisters, named Inday and Diday, his mother's name is also Inday, and the father named Dodong..and Undoy does not know his last name, even his real name.
The bus stopped for a break, everybody needs a good meal, the bus parked into the best site, views are astonishing, mountains files like a spiky sleeping dinosaurs in a foggy, cool atmosphere..It's great.! Undo stairs at me while I'm raising my hands, shouting for joy, he smile and laugh when he saw me dancing in that great, great amazing moment... heavenly...

Eating time...hmmm.. smells good.. lots of different food to choose on, I ordered "bulalo", two cups of rice and mango juice for Undo, mine,.. more vegi, rice and mango juice, free soup.
Undo gets happier when I bought a pair of red slippers for him, coz the slippers that he's wearing has plenty of holes and has different colors, blue and yellow.. he just keep on smiling., and expess his gratitudes.

And so do I...








to be continued...