16 JanWhen I pick her up.

I meet different types of people at the little girl’s school when I pick her up after class, there’s the mommies like me, the helpers and the grandparents. It’s not uncommon here for grandparents to look after their grandchildren and I see that a lot at the school, there’s even one grandpa who stands at the far side of the block and light up his cigar as he waits for his granddaughter to be released from class. I’m one of those who tinkers with their phone while waiting and there’s others who chitchat with one another. I haven’t made friends with any of the parents yet except for the usual smile and nod, maybe because I always have earphones stuck in my ears and I’m tinkering my phone (lol).

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