Monday, May 19, 2014

In Anarchy We Trust


This is Macon, grabbing my camera while saying, "ako naman, ako naman!". 

She wanted to try it and take a photograph of something.

When I said "anong gusto mong kunan?", she replied by pointing her lips adding the words, "ayun oh!".

She took my camera and pointed it to that something she wants to take a picture of.


Then suddenly she wanted to do something else. 

She wants to draw now.

I got some pen and some paper and told her to draw whatever she wants to draw. 

Minutes after she cannot think of anything to draw and ended up asking me, "anong idodrowing ko?".

I said "kahit anong gusto mo", her eyes lit and slightly shouted, "ah prutas!". 


Minutes after, she came to me and said "Eto table to, eto prutas.", and I said, "pano naman naging prutas yan?" (because the drawing was merely a scratch). 

She didn't answer and said, "dito, dito, piktuyaran mo ko kay Ate Melo!".


I took a picture of her then she said that she will go now and play. 

The mind of a child is wonderful, always spontaneous, anarchic i think would be the right word for it. 

No inhibitions, no bullshit. 

Words are pure. 

There is no lying with them. 


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