On a beautiful autumn day, one cannot help but feel good and pretty inside. Taking photos of the most colourful neighbourhood, a few people had the same idea as me. It was amusing to watch some of them taking a selfie. It was rather a breezy day and I love the way my hair blows with the wind. Smiling with the wind, a couple stopped and talked to me. Is your hair real? They asked. As real as they can be, I replied. It’s gorgeous and you look so pretty, they added. Oh thank you, that’s very kind of you to say so, feeling flattered. And off they went. Wow, I wonder if I really look pretty with this white hair. So I took three consecutive shots.
Hmmm… so much for having evidence to show my family that I will be meeting that evening, Adults are so good in teaching the children how to be conceited. We allowed them to use the iPad to take pictures of each other and to say cheese. Should the children start fighting for the gizmo, the adults shouted in unison “No, No, No.”
I came to the rescue and scolded the adults to be gentle with the children. You guys, there is a better way to speak to the children. Say “stop” instead of “no”. The kids keep on hearing the word “no”, they must think their name is “No”. Allow me to teach the youngest how to say good words since he’s turning into a parrot. Whatever we say, he mimics. I played the naming game with Baby James and he understands “What is your name?” He knows his name is James. I introduced myself that I am Miss Pretty. I said it a couple of times to him. Then I asked Baby James “What is my name?” He responded: Miss Pretty. The adults applauded.
From now on, I am Miss Pretty to Baby James.