Inspiration On: Saturday, 30 June 2012 at 1:03am
Revised On: Sunday, 1 July 2012 at 4:50pm
Upon reaching home around 11:30pm for watching a free admission theatre play, my helper informed me about my toddler talking and composing stories about the dinosaur that he was scared when his dad brought him out and saw it. As I was drying my hair, my mum repeats the words my toddler had spoken “有恐龙,有恐龙.怕怕,怕怕. 阿妈换衣服 打恐龙, 还有 阿公, 姨妈，Charlene 姐姐, Etri 出去 打恐龙.” It sounds like a poem to me by just revising it.