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The cart moved away slowly and we were left behind. We had to walk three kilometers then; Luzette and I. She was limping. We could not get on the cart so we had to be left behind walking till it got dark. Our classes ended at 5:00 o'clock in the afternoon.

That was then. We were in our elementary years. Luzette was my cousin; a polio victim. Without me she would be alone for no one had the patience of walking lamely and slowly with her for three kilometers. But I enjoyed the walks we had. While walking with her, I had gazed lengthily at the blue sky and beheld the horizon so much. In my mind it seemed there were really somethings beyond what I saw; images so wonderful.

Luzette and I talked much also about many things while we walked. She would lean on my shoulder or sometimes she held my hand firmly to gain balance. When so tired, we would sit by the grass on the roadside. Sometimes we found some wild fruit bearing plants. We tasted each one of them. We kept in mind those that were delicious and sweet and everytime we passed by the site, we would see if they had bare more fruit.

That was then; the world was too simple.


Posted: April 11, 2008 

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