Monday, February 20, 2012

Mango lah! Happy?

When I arrived in Singapore, I just couldn't wait to eat a mango. I got my hands, well, my mouth actually, on one and thereafter, was out of luck. Every evening after class, I would go to the little old Chinese man downstairs from my house and look longingly while questioning "Mango?" And every evening he said, "Mango lah, gone already. Mango come tomorrow." Today, I am at home all day till I fly out, so at 10am,when the little shops wake up, I went down. He smiled at me and pointed "Mango lah! Happy?"

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