Dear Gorgeous Reader!
I was at the mall this weekend (working ~_~). As I watched the shoppers flooding the hallways with bags and kids in tow; I heard one shopper telling her child a very familiar phrase… “Don’t talk to strangers.”
I’ve heard my parents tell me this many times when I was a child. In fact, I recall being lost in ‘Ororama Mega Center’ (a local shopping mall). I was about 4 or 5 years-old then. I was standing near the entrance door, when a sales lady and a security guard approached me. They asked me questions like; “What’s your name?”, “Who are you with?”, and “Where do you live?”… I recall telling the both of them “I don’t talk to strangers.” (LOL!)
I closely looked at the lady talking to her son in crude English accent. She was slender, with brown skin and straight long black hair (qualities of an average Filipina woman). I panned my sight down to her son. A cute little boy, with very pale skin, blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes…
di ka kauli ana na style Jo! hahahaha!
ReplyDeleteAren't strangers simply friends you haven't met?
ReplyDelete@Mai, basaha gani utro ang last part.. you'll know why "Life's Little Ironies" ang label ani na post ^_*
ReplyDeleteei, thanks for your comment on my blog...
ReplyDeleteawww... ikaw pala un, c joan, hehe! nahiya tuloy ako sa comment ko kay mai, lol! but that's 100% true *wink*
btw, followed you back!
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@CutestPrincess Thanks ^_^ you're so nice and I love your fashion... can you do a rainyday fashion collection blog?
ReplyDeleteI talk to strangers all the time.
ReplyDeleteBut you know, I'm actually a secret undercover agent for the FBI and my specialty is in pedophiles. So..yeah.
@Lemons Don't Make Lemonade LOL you got that right! ^_^
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