Gloomy Wednesday, I must say. The sun is in hiding, too early. I am a bit early today after all. Different people, different faces, no little girl with pink bag this morning.
Bus is here. I board the bus and see a little boy with his mother is going to school. He must be around the same age as the girl. The difference is this little boy smile happily!
He has that innocent smile of a child. Believe it or not , it brings a smile on my face too. This boy should wake up even earlier, his blue bag seem to be a lot bigger compare to the girl’s pink one and must be even heavier. And yet he’s happy.
And then the thought struck me. I know why I was bothered by the little girl!