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Hello, nice to meet you!! I don't know how did you end up reading this silly blog, but anyway, thanks for starting reading this thing!!! This blog will be my aid to keep my sanity from the whole mess in my own brain. There will be at least 2 series that I will keep on posting. The first one is "Brain Damage Control" or BDC. In this series, I will write about anything I learned in the day. It might be super random, but I will keep it easy to read, easy to understand. It's a practice for me too =) The other one is "The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop". This will be a micro-novel series. Please enjoy the might-be-not-a-very-new-concept-but-I-like-it-this-way-anyway experience while reading it. I hope I could keep writing it in an interesting way. Of course, any suggestions and requests are highly welcomed!! So!!! Enjoy!!

Monday, 27 May 2013

The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop #8

"I think it's wiser if I tell a story before we discuss about pride," she moved a little bit to the left, filling her cup with her usual blend coffee. The boy was ready, his eyes kept moving, following the old lady's every movement, while eating his breakfast.

"One day, there was a boy. He had no mother anymore. He lived with his father, but....since his father was very busy with his job, travelling around the country, that boy basically grew up by his grandmother's side." She took a deep breath before continuing.

"Ever since he was 7, he was practically living in his grandmother's place. His grandmother opened a small coffee shop on a busy street in the middle of a town. He was happy, until he reached 15."

There was still no reaction from the boy, he kept following the story undoubtedly.

"He said to his grandmother, "I am already 15. I don't want to keep on living here. My every friend already start working on their own to different cities. I have to work too!" But his grandmother was basically lonely without him, she wasn't getting any younger as the time flows. Therefore she said to her one and only grandson, "Why don't you work here, then? I will pay you the same wage as the part-timers.""

"And then, did that boy work at his grandma's?" the boy finally reacted.

"What do you think little boy?" She smiled sadly to him.

"Well, I would love to... working in a coffee shop, I can also get lots of free meals, right?" He grinned from ear to ear.

The old lady smiled again with soft chuckles, "Well, if only that boy thought the same as you. But.. No, unfortunately not. He didn't want to. He was to proud as a young man."

"Is it shameful to work at his grandma's shop, Owner?"

"If you have as high pride as that young man, well it might be, little boy."

     

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