Memories of Speedy

On one of the Raya visits, I chanced upon an old favourite but not the same. Remember Speedy my walker, well … my cousin Ibrohim has a walker just like it in his playroom. Oh! How I yearn for Speedy! Unbeknownst to anyone, I got into Ibrohim’s walker by myself ala my previous pram riding stunt and I felt right at home in it. When I zoomed out of the room into everyone’s sight, papa just shook his head and sighed. I didn’t care of what he thought, I was happy as a clam. I even insisted that mama fed my lunch whilst sitting inside the walker.