"i want to ride the carousel.."

...she said. she was already holding and pulling me. she continuously pointed at the carousel from the restaurant we were having lunch at. “penguin,” a nickname she had given me because she laughs when i act like a penguin, “let’s go ride.”

 she wasn’t able to finish her lunch. when my tita, her mother, bought a ticket for her, she excitedly went outside to go to the carousel. her mother asked me to go with her on the ride as a guardian. it was cloudy that day. it was also kind of windy. so, while the carousel was turning, we both felt the cold wind. she was all smiles while on the carousel. she was enjoying every bit of it. i, on the other hand, felt nostalgic. it was my first time to ride the carousel in my twenties. i was remembering the days when i was happy riding a carousel. as i was looking at her, i was thinking if i also had the same reactions on her face when i was riding the carousel. i think, i was also smiling the whole time the carousel was turning around.

 when the carousel was already done turning around, she gave me a big grin. she was obviously happy. i replied back with a big grin, too, and helped her go down the horse. before we start walking back to the restaurant, she started pointing at the Ferris wheel. “penguin, let’s go ride!” i just smiled at her. :)

hanggang sa muli, masugid na mambabasa. :)