I saw someone who looked like him.

I was at the pasar malam today.
I haven't been to one for a long time.
Feeling hungry...I walked around to look for food.
And saw someone...who looked like him, selling kebabs.

It shocked me for a second...or two.

How is it possible?

Indeed...not possible.

He was not him.

Of course...silly of me.

He sells kebab.

He might be a Turkish or Greek.

No wonder the resemblance.

I queue up for the kebab...because of him.

The queue was unusually long...and he looked up at me...

"Sorry, 5 minutes , ok?"

I smile back.

But I walked away.

I just wanted to look at him.

His kebab looks really good.

But...I do not have the appetite to eat anymore.

I cannot imagine what happen if i ever see that man again.
Not the kebab man, but the man he looks like.

I am not even sure if i want to.

Today...

I saw someone who looked like him.

"But..my rabbit is white...."

I was teaching my primary 1 students to draw rabbit this week.

And one student in particular refuse to colour his rabbit.

I asked him why.

He replied.

"...my rabbit is white..."

I tried to convince him that this rabbit he draws is a magical one...

"This is a special rabbit in wonderland...and you can colour whatever colour you like."

"But...my rabbit is white"

...almost in tears....as he tries to explain to me why he can't colour his rabbit.


What can I say.

In the end, I made him colour all the rest of the things in his drawings...the grass...the clouds...the sun, the flowers...and leave his rabbit PURE WHITE...

As he happily did.