Trains and Trips
i have just been hit by a memory.
i was a child with my mother. i can't remember where exactly we were but it was a place like an office or something. i was soon to go on a train trip to Mombasa with my schoolmates. it was a scouts thing and i was either a brownie or a girl-guide. one of my mothers' friends gave me sweets. thanks.
the train trip day arrived. we boarded and i got my seat. i was sitting with my friends but i only remember one friend. her name is V*. through my window i could see sweet mother on the platform, i think with V's mother. i cried. and i remember what i felt in that moment. i didn't want to be away from my mother but the train was moving and she was getting further and further away. as i was waving and crying, i read mother's lips and it was something like, "why are you crying?". of course i couldn't answer and i was a bit embarrassed i mean my friends were in a great mood. i think V comforted me and i felt better.
long story short, we had an amazing experience. we swam at the beach with floaters and i remember the water looked unclear probably because there were many people inside but i really didn't care if i swallowed some (you haven't enjoyed a swim in a pool or ocean if you haven't drank the water).
at the hotel, i think we were four girls in one room. V was in the same room, thank goodness. one of the girls was rather bossy, or so we thought, so some of us put gum in her hair (sorry T) but it was extension hair... but still, sorry. one of the girls was like, "you guys that's not nice." ouch, the guilt hit hard.
one evening, V had a headache. there was painkillers but no drinking water. it was then that i found out panadol can be chewed. so she chewed two and we continued our talks and play. yes i know it sounds disgusting but i still do it the many times my throat doesn't want to accept a tablet, but only panadol. okay this might be weird but i sort of like the taste and the feeling in my teeth. it's a specific taste and the grainy feel is satisfying.
there was a day we went to a town and into some shops. the amount of gum i bought i can't explain. it was Barbie themed and it came with stickers. i bought stuff for my parents and siblings too. sunglasses and a "pearl" necklace are what i remember.
i can't remember much of this trip but it was really fun and i completely forgot about the sadness i felt on the first day.
since that experience, i always want to travel on a train again to a far far place with people that are amazing to be with.
*her name starts with 'I' but it might be confusing to use 'I' so for this story she is 'V'.
i was a child with my mother. i can't remember where exactly we were but it was a place like an office or something. i was soon to go on a train trip to Mombasa with my schoolmates. it was a scouts thing and i was either a brownie or a girl-guide. one of my mothers' friends gave me sweets. thanks.
the train trip day arrived. we boarded and i got my seat. i was sitting with my friends but i only remember one friend. her name is V*. through my window i could see sweet mother on the platform, i think with V's mother. i cried. and i remember what i felt in that moment. i didn't want to be away from my mother but the train was moving and she was getting further and further away. as i was waving and crying, i read mother's lips and it was something like, "why are you crying?". of course i couldn't answer and i was a bit embarrassed i mean my friends were in a great mood. i think V comforted me and i felt better.
long story short, we had an amazing experience. we swam at the beach with floaters and i remember the water looked unclear probably because there were many people inside but i really didn't care if i swallowed some (you haven't enjoyed a swim in a pool or ocean if you haven't drank the water).
at the hotel, i think we were four girls in one room. V was in the same room, thank goodness. one of the girls was rather bossy, or so we thought, so some of us put gum in her hair (sorry T) but it was extension hair... but still, sorry. one of the girls was like, "you guys that's not nice." ouch, the guilt hit hard.
one evening, V had a headache. there was painkillers but no drinking water. it was then that i found out panadol can be chewed. so she chewed two and we continued our talks and play. yes i know it sounds disgusting but i still do it the many times my throat doesn't want to accept a tablet, but only panadol. okay this might be weird but i sort of like the taste and the feeling in my teeth. it's a specific taste and the grainy feel is satisfying.
there was a day we went to a town and into some shops. the amount of gum i bought i can't explain. it was Barbie themed and it came with stickers. i bought stuff for my parents and siblings too. sunglasses and a "pearl" necklace are what i remember.
i can't remember much of this trip but it was really fun and i completely forgot about the sadness i felt on the first day.
since that experience, i always want to travel on a train again to a far far place with people that are amazing to be with.
*her name starts with 'I' but it might be confusing to use 'I' so for this story she is 'V'.
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