Was in JB over the weekend. Grocery shopping with the folks.
As usual, it was mad crowded, with lots of screaming children, rude adults and traffic jams.
But as I browsed in the aisles, looking for my favourite brand of instant coffee, I heard childish shrieks... I looked around with a frown that quickly dissapated when the reason for the ruckus caught my eye.
A boy, no more than 14, wheeling his Down's brother around on the latter's wheelchair. His brother had that look of angelic innocence, and was shrieking to express his glee - perhaps the only way he knew how.
I wanted to freeze that moment in time - it was love personified. But alas, the camera was in the car.
As usual, it was mad crowded, with lots of screaming children, rude adults and traffic jams.
But as I browsed in the aisles, looking for my favourite brand of instant coffee, I heard childish shrieks... I looked around with a frown that quickly dissapated when the reason for the ruckus caught my eye.
A boy, no more than 14, wheeling his Down's brother around on the latter's wheelchair. His brother had that look of angelic innocence, and was shrieking to express his glee - perhaps the only way he knew how.
I wanted to freeze that moment in time - it was love personified. But alas, the camera was in the car.
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