Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Fifty-Five
There are two types of laughing, right? There's the polite laugh that we use when we just want to entertain someone. Then there's the
real laugh: the irresistible, contagious, overwhelming laughter that strains your muscles, brings tears to your eyes, and leaves you gasping for breath. The nice type of laughter.
Since Hari Raya still hasn't finished yet (bila nak habis ni??), I've been entertaining people who come to my house a lot lately, and laughing politely got really tiring after a while. Especially since adults always make jokes about buses and highways which aren't really funny at all.
But today I had some real laughter. Mas and I were playing this, alah, this game where we had to take turns hitting the other person's hand. If I were to explain to you what was so funny, you wouldn't get it, so nevermind. It was still funny, and it felt good to laugh long and hard.
A group of us also sat together to talk that morning. You know, just duduk bual2. There was me, Dinah, Suhanah, Khairunnisa, Wahidah, Seri, Zahira and Huda. We talked about rude people and funny experiences while Huda read a book.
But then someone opened a library book, and then another person followed suit, and then another, until all of us were in a circle, silently reading, each in a different world. The silence was calming, and I liked the image of us sitting together, reading.
The funny thing was that, while we were talking, Huda was reading her book, right? But the moment
we started reading our books, she closes her book, looks at us, and says, "Alah! Kite baru nak bebual dengan korang! I finished my book already!"
I think she was also the one to write on the whiteboard, with an arrow pointing to the corner where we were reading together: "Join the Reading Club! All you need is a book and a butt!".
Or something like that, anyway.
4:50 PM
