Both a short read and heartfelt. Although, The Little Prince lingers longer. It's depth is undeniable. Lullabies, on the other hand, is an emotional read. The poems, I could describe as what people call today, "hugot."
Showing posts with label The Little Prince. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Little Prince. Show all posts
Saturday, May 21, 2016
Lullabies and The Little Prince
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The Little Prince
Sunday, March 13, 2016
The Little Prince
Everyday I get busier at work. Past Friday, I had tension headache and my right ear was developing a lump (again). I got a bit scared because I don't want that to have a cyst again.
I didn't go to Slim's. I made a decision that I would rest and go out to recharge, stroll, read. I want to read. The desire to read has been quite strong, I needed to give in to it.
I went to National Bookstore to look for books, Lang Leav's, or inspirational, or The Little Prince, any from those titles and genres.
Lang Leav's books weren't available and when I was about to ask, I saw a cabinet and saw The Little Prince there. It was hardcover. I bought it and another devotional book for Women filled with quotes and nuggets.
I spent two hours at Figaro, I drank what I don't normally crave for, a Frappe. I finished the book and I loved it. The mystery and magic of The Little Prince engulfed me. I want to read again.
This morning, I realized that there is already a classic movie made for it. I watched it. I am in love. The Little Prince tamed me.
I didn't go to Slim's. I made a decision that I would rest and go out to recharge, stroll, read. I want to read. The desire to read has been quite strong, I needed to give in to it.
I went to National Bookstore to look for books, Lang Leav's, or inspirational, or The Little Prince, any from those titles and genres.
Lang Leav's books weren't available and when I was about to ask, I saw a cabinet and saw The Little Prince there. It was hardcover. I bought it and another devotional book for Women filled with quotes and nuggets.
I spent two hours at Figaro, I drank what I don't normally crave for, a Frappe. I finished the book and I loved it. The mystery and magic of The Little Prince engulfed me. I want to read again.
This morning, I realized that there is already a classic movie made for it. I watched it. I am in love. The Little Prince tamed me.
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