Tuesday 5 October 2010

Urban Tales

Ok so the other day I got on the train and see this cutie-pie little blonde 2/3 year old girl who got on with her dad and she was in a genuine state of happiness. I could tell coz she was shrieking in fits of laughter and then her dad pulled faces and tickled her and well she was truly one of the happiest kids I’d ever seen.
So anyway her dad( I know coz she asked her dad for a kiss… too cute!) picked her up from the push-chair and sat her in a seat next to him and then took out a plastic bag and it’s full of plums, you know the organic/market kind. So she starts munching on it while being a train-spotter then her dad asked her where she put the plum pip, she just looked up at him, smiled and then she said, 'I swallowed it!' Lol!!!!!!!!!!! OMG! I was just in hesterics, she wasn’t hurt or alarmed or anything like that, she simply smiled!

So the train journey continued and she just kept eating and eating and there’s me thinking this kid is gonna get diarrhoea (coz that’s what my mum told me if you eat too much fruit and she was only little.) Why is her dad spoiling her so much? He kept saying, 'This is the last one no more,' and then she'd pull the typical ‘daddy’s little girl puppy dog eyes’ and he’d just cave!

Anyway he then said that they were coming to the next stop, so he picked her up and put her back in the push-chair and then the train stopped and the doors opened and he handed the push-chair over to this woman, presumably her mother and the poor little girl just started to ball her little eyes out. She was crying and screaming for her daddy and all he could do was say, 'It’s ok, dnt worry daddy loves you!' It was so sad that it made people in the immediate train area feel awkward, in a sad way for him coz the child was obviously distressed and not wanting to be away from her father. . .

Barghhhh, it was so heartbreaking but what else could he do! I suppose people’s family life is really like this.
It’s a sad ending for a cute happy story!


Read it....
xxxo

No comments:

Post a Comment