Jo and I were on a UP jeep to do our much neglected sunday jog when we saw a father and son walking towrds the sunken garden. The father was around early fifties while the kid was around ten. What was unique with the two was that the dad was carrying a skateboard. A symbol of Authority, holding a contraption representing reckless youth and rebellion. We really weren't sure who was going to use it on the vehicle-less academic oval. Was the father holding it for his son, or was he going to show him a thing or two about tricks?
Count to think of it, he even looked more like the kids grandfather.
Jordan
Experiences and musings in metro manila while commuting, and then some.
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