Me And My Daughter At The Beach
The only place that could stop the crying of my daughter is beach. She was crying because her mother left her and did not bring her. She doesn’t want foods, she doesn’t money and all we tried to stop her from crying was no to avail.
Then I said, “Let’s go to the beach!” She stopped. She stood up and went to the motorcycle and said. “Papa, let’s go.” Oh well, that was a good strategy. It was easy.
She really loves swimming in the beach. At the beach, I picked up some coral, pebbles and small stones. She is swimming in the shore.
We stayed there for more than an hour. When I told her that we need to go home, she doesn’t want to stand. So I waited for another 15 minutes. When I told her again that we need to go home because her mother was already at home has something for her, she readily stood up and we went to the motorcycle.
Image Credit » photo is mine