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Derryl ...

It seems Derryl had come home asking for me.... he came riding his bicycle and gestured (he can't really pronounce words, if you spend time with him, you kinda get what he is trying to say) at my sis asking where I was and nam said I had gone to bangalore. And he was like when will she get back, he wanted nam to call me on the phone .... he kept asking why I went. Isn't that really sweet... went to his house, before I left for bangalore, but he had gone to this prayer meeting with his mom. He's a lively guy, must be about 14 or 15 years old, and he lives near by. So we usually wait at the same spot for the school bus. One day somethin had bitten him down there, in his butt, and it was paining him. He pointed to his butt and and screwed up his face, indicating pain. I asked what happened ... and I could hardly believe what he did next. He was like wait I will show you ... and he sets his bag down, and starts to unbutton his pant. I panicked, I told him it's okay ... don't do anythin. He wouldn't listen, he wanted to show me where he got hurt and he is pullin his pant down and I am pulling it up and telling him NO NO NO!!! But he's like a kid and he couldn't understand why I was frantic. Finally he suceeded in pulling his pant down (he is strong!!!) and he turns his naked butt to me in the middle of the road and starts poiting and gesturing for me to look there, where he was hurt. Now when I think of it, it makes me laugh. Back then I was like .... O MY GOD!!! WHAT IS HE DOING!!!! It was that time of the morning when everybody was rushing about to go to work ... and parents and children were waiting at different corners for the school rickshaws or buses, and this boy pulls his pant down and bends over and shows me his butt .....
Guess it always helps when you tell (or show) someone who cares about you, the pain or hurt you feel ......

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