Which I completely forgot about him when the bell rang.
This is something I have to discipline myself because, in this environment, you more or less know which 'regular' parent is picking up their kids; anything out of the ordinary is worth taking notice. Anyway, back to the old guy. He was holding a bamboo whistle and playing a 'tune' which sounded more like random notes. But this is a special whistle because the notes coming out sounded as if it came from the birds on the trees. Maybe, he is looking for his lost pet and trying to coax it back to him...
|It was not so. He was selling the bamboo whistles at RM4.00 each.|
But in actual fact, I believe I am telling myself to get up and fight on.