Sandwich Crackers
They say that "to see is to believe".
***
Which movie should I watch? I kept asking my self as I browsed on my database.
I knew that I'd be hungry by midnight so I went outside to buy sandwich crackers. The store was a block away--the one situated behind our block. With just more or less ten minutes after I finished supper, I still felt the weight of my full stomach, I decided to go out to purchase what I intended to.
As I unlocked the door, I found my self in soliloquy. Couldn't decide how many packs should I buy. Three, in case my nephew would ask for one I'd still have two. Maybe one, the boy might be asleep by then so he won't ask a pack from me anymore. Two, perhaps. Yes. Two. The kid will certainly be asleep by then and two servings would be the right one for me.
I stepped outside. The neighbors appeared to be negligent in paying their electricity bills. But, of course not! They're saving energy, I suppose--just avoiding inflated bills.
The street was clear. No bystanders. No dogs. Only parked vehicles.
As I walked towards the corner, I noticed the brightness of the sky. Towards the east, there was Luna. Shining with her more-than-half golden face. Her beauty out-shined every star near her. The sky was a scene to behold.
I reached the corner of the street. I advanced three or four steps still staring above, mesmerized by Luna's exhibition. Suddenly, I bumped into something. Rather, into someone. Good thing that she was an acquaintance--my brother's classmate in high school. So, simple apologies were enough. Of course, smiles as well.
I continued walking. I still took a glimpse of Luna every now and then.
Before I was able to reach the store, two kids caught my attention. They were talking outside their home, also beholding Luna's beauty. They talked loud enough. They were still audible even though you've already walked about five meters away.
Before I could go farther, Luna's spell lost its power over them.
"Do you believe that caterpillars turn into butterflies?" asked the boy, he was standing outside the house's gate.
"Yes!" replied the girl which looked younger, she was embracing the gate.
"I don't."
"Why?" she asked in return.
"Haven't seen one change." he said loudly.
"Oh, I haven't seen one either."
"Then why do you believe so?"
The little girl burst into a laugh. "It was what I was told. My dad saw one when he was a child."
"Okay. Do you believe in angels?"
The little girl knowing that the boy would ask her the same follow-up question answered, "Yes. Even though I haven't seen one."
The boy laughed.
"Same here," he said.
***
Just a I returned to the same street after I bought two packs of strawberry-flavored sandwich crackers, the two were nowhere to be seen.
The street was clean again.
No bystanders.
No dogs.
No little angels talking about themselves.
But I believe.
***
I say, "not all the time".
***
Which movie should I watch? I kept asking my self as I browsed on my database.
I knew that I'd be hungry by midnight so I went outside to buy sandwich crackers. The store was a block away--the one situated behind our block. With just more or less ten minutes after I finished supper, I still felt the weight of my full stomach, I decided to go out to purchase what I intended to.
As I unlocked the door, I found my self in soliloquy. Couldn't decide how many packs should I buy. Three, in case my nephew would ask for one I'd still have two. Maybe one, the boy might be asleep by then so he won't ask a pack from me anymore. Two, perhaps. Yes. Two. The kid will certainly be asleep by then and two servings would be the right one for me.
I stepped outside. The neighbors appeared to be negligent in paying their electricity bills. But, of course not! They're saving energy, I suppose--just avoiding inflated bills.
The street was clear. No bystanders. No dogs. Only parked vehicles.
As I walked towards the corner, I noticed the brightness of the sky. Towards the east, there was Luna. Shining with her more-than-half golden face. Her beauty out-shined every star near her. The sky was a scene to behold.
I reached the corner of the street. I advanced three or four steps still staring above, mesmerized by Luna's exhibition. Suddenly, I bumped into something. Rather, into someone. Good thing that she was an acquaintance--my brother's classmate in high school. So, simple apologies were enough. Of course, smiles as well.
I continued walking. I still took a glimpse of Luna every now and then.
Before I was able to reach the store, two kids caught my attention. They were talking outside their home, also beholding Luna's beauty. They talked loud enough. They were still audible even though you've already walked about five meters away.
Before I could go farther, Luna's spell lost its power over them.
"Do you believe that caterpillars turn into butterflies?" asked the boy, he was standing outside the house's gate.
"Yes!" replied the girl which looked younger, she was embracing the gate.
"I don't."
"Why?" she asked in return.
"Haven't seen one change." he said loudly.
"Oh, I haven't seen one either."
"Then why do you believe so?"
The little girl burst into a laugh. "It was what I was told. My dad saw one when he was a child."
"Okay. Do you believe in angels?"
The little girl knowing that the boy would ask her the same follow-up question answered, "Yes. Even though I haven't seen one."
The boy laughed.
"Same here," he said.
***
Just a I returned to the same street after I bought two packs of strawberry-flavored sandwich crackers, the two were nowhere to be seen.
The street was clean again.
No bystanders.
No dogs.
No little angels talking about themselves.
But I believe.
***
I say, "not all the time".
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