Yes, I got an interview at YellowCab’s Main Office at Makati. And I just wish I’ll pass.
Before going home, I cannot resist Meriam and Webster Bookstore along P. Burgos at Libertad. It was a two-storey building and I found myself sniffing the books upstairs. I immediately searched for J.D Salinger’s or Paulo Coelho’s best sellers but apparently they have no stocks of their books. Out of disgust, I looked for some books to satisfy my hunger for words.
The Little Prince. Yes, I do not have this book and I’ve read that it was a really great piece. I got it at Php89 only. Compared to National Bookstore, it was really cheap. I buy books on cheap sales, including Booksale where I got most of my books.
I’ve read only 45 pages of the book now and I’m eager to finish it this night. I’m overwhelmed with it.
Grown-ups love figures. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essentail matters. They never say to you, “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?” Instead, they demand: “How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.
And I shall read it with a mind of a child.