Time To Get Ready




It was 9 a.m.

The shop was opened an hour ago.

There was no customer around; not even one.

It was a bright, sunny, and cool Saturday morning, a very good day for business; most people would be taking their day off.

A food stall owner was busy preparing her dishes; her assistance was busy washing vegetables and chopping up meat. They looked happy and not worried, talking, smiling and laughing away as they did their work.

The shop owner was sitting at one corner, reading his favorite newspaper. He was doing the drinks. Surely he must have everything ready long beforehand to serve his first customers. He looked tall with his bright red cap, and there were patches of white hair on either side of his head.

The small shop looked clean, neat, and comfortable. It would be a nice and quiet place to calm down, do some thinking, and get away from the hustle and bustle of the day.

I arrived in front of the shop with my youngest daughter. She was planning to have her haircut at the corner shop.

As I was musing in my van, I could see many vehicles moving along the main road, but few pedestrians walking along the sidewalk. I could see a Chinese school opposite the shop, looking unusually quiet and peaceful with its beautiful garden and landscape.

The small town was busy with people but not this area. But the school opposite could readily supply more than enough customers for the weekdays.

The weekend business would be a bonus. It was time for the working people to run away from their daily routine, take a break and meet with their family and friends, and have their sweet time. Surely some of them would frequent the shop if the food was tasty and delicious.

I smiled to myself, hoping for some solemn faces to come around soon. Seeing them bursting into awkward laughter would be fun, and food for the day.

An adjacent food shop was doing fine, serving some customers. But it wasn’t big deal. Every shop had its own customers and they would come later.

The shopkeeper and the stall owner continued what they were doing. The assistants were wiping and setting the tables.

It was 9.30 a.m. The shop was getting busy. The food seller smiled a broad smile, so did the shopkeeper with his drinks, showing his solid white teeth.

The preparation stage was over, now came the money.

Everyone was smiling, laughing, and talking. The small town was unusually busy again.

1 comments:

  Makoy

April 26, 2010 at 9:46 AM

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