[sketch-story] a soap tale
October 21, 2013 § 6 Comments
there was a story about a girl who loved to play with wild rabbits in the grassland most of time. after school, after lunch, after helping mom baking cookies or doing homework in the afternoon. any possible time.
her mom always said: oh my. look at you. i can smell rabbits on your clothes—and hair. and on your hands. on your feet. even on your school bag. and shoes.
the girl would beam and said: that’s why they love to play with me, mom.
and that was the main reason why mom still had a lot of soap stock.