A New Morning !

It is the usual morning routine. I'd be wakened by a loud scream followed by some crying. I wonder why this fellow cry more than I do. As I opened my eyes, standing infront of me is gor gor with the teary eyes. He is screaming for mummy to carry him.

the rountine will begin with mummy carrying me to popo or auntie Nasril at the living room. I will again be put in my throne while mummy goes back to carry gor gor to his room for nappy changing.

Having freedom to roam on my own, I started my morning walk around the house with greetings from the fishes in the living room. I move on to the bedrooms to see who else is in the there and as I was reaching the door where I take my bath, I was pulled from behind by auntie to the living room again.

Not long after, papa and mummy will be all dressed up and gor gor will come waving his hand at me. Pa pa and mummy will give me a peck on the cheek and po po will hold my hand high and wave frantically. I never get to go out with them no matter how hard I push myself. I can't seem to move and my thron stuck on the ground. Po po will say papa and mummy are going to work and will be back later to play with me. Then where is gor gor going? I can join him, I always asked, but I never get an answer.... Oh well, it's ok, I stay with popo and auntie and watch the people in the "box" - I later realised the box is called TV .