The Old Man and his granddaughter, by papaya Subscribe to rss feed for papaya

There was an old man
Waiting under a tree with a cigar on the  tip of his finger

He sat there for hours
just to wait for his granddaughter to finsh her school

He dared not leave the tree even for a moment
for caring too much for his granddaughter 

She was in her class studying
but from time to time she would peek out of the greeasy 
window and look for him

If she couldn't see her grandpa's shadow, she would cry as 
if the sky was falling down

The poor old man spent whole day under a huge bayan tree
sitting, standing and smoking... just to keep his 
granddaughter company..

The girl who once couldn't stay a minute at school without 
her grandpa's reflection, is now studying thousands miles 
away from home

The old man would be proud of her
The old man would be happy for her

Last night, the old man was gone 
He will never come back to this world

On his journey to heaven
His lovely granddaughter could not keep him company until 
he got on the boat

What the heck is she doing????

She is on the other side of the world
busy schooling which she hated most once....

She doesn't know what to do
but she is saying a prayer for him 

And she whispers
"I love you more than I ever thought, Ah Khone!"



Papaya
Posted: 2009-01-04 02:11:59 UTC

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2009-04-01 15:23:57!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!
very nice story

2009-04-24 16:52:09!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!
I'M SORRY NOT JUST A NICE STORY.MORE LIKE A SMALL WINDOW TO A BEAUTIFUL SOUL!

2009-04-27 16:15:52papaya
Really? Thanks! You always put nice words!