Monday, 23 August 2010

Holland boy

Yesterday, I went to a shoes store to buy my hubby a pair of new shoes. I brought my 5 year old daughter along and imagine her voice all over the store. Running here and there. Touching anything she can and you can hear me saying no this and no that. Oh! Then suddenly I said to myself. Well, why not let her be a child and I do my adult stuff.

While looking for the perfect pair, I noticed a white boy trying on a pair of red basketball shoes. I asked him, where he's from. He said Holland. I asked again whether he's with his parents and he said yes. Then I found out that he was only 15. His face does look his age but his body is like an adult in my place.Well that was good enough for me. I like tourists. But I don't want to scare them by asking too much. I actually would want to know how different it is out there compared to my mother land. Maybe next time when I meet an elderly white tourist.

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