Will my time ever come?

I am not naturally a very patient person. I have been told that it runs in the family, but I'll leave it up to you to decide which member of the family I am most like.


I am learning. I don't have much choice. I feel like I'm always waiting. I'm waiting to be as old as Jaja, so that I can do everything she does. I'm waiting for my tomato plant to grow, so that I can pick the tomatoes. I wait for Mummy to finish cooking or cleaning or folding clothes, so that I can play with her. I wait for Jaja's TV program to finish, so that I can watch mine. I wait for Daddy to come home from work, so that we can play soccer in the hallway.

Here I am sitting in the Upper Yard, waiting for Jaja's class to come out after school.


I am also waiting for a haircut!