Tree of imagination


While walking back from school today, waiting on the us stop, V insisted I stand next to a huge and tall tree trunk. When we stood there, back resting on the trunk, he asked me to look up. 
“It’s May now, I can see quite a lot of green on the branches. The bus is about to arrive any minute, my bus pass is about to expire. I need to buy cooking oil from ICA, we don’t get good brand at the supermarket near home. Mom must be waiting I told her I would be home by 5. M would be at the airport by now, hope he had his lunch…….”
“Monster, monster, monster.. mom run..”
I peeped out from the web of worries. The branches of the tree looked a bit like huge hands, ready to pull you up anytime. 
“Mom, did you see, the tree looks like a monster…”
“Yes Bobo. It does!!! And see, if you look from a little far, it looks so beautiful, like a painting. Trees are our friends, they give us……” We boarded the bus. 

Watching a movie with friends

 Swinging high


Ice cream party




V’s company is like medicine. Or as my mum says – Energy!! 



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