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Diary – A Family, a Boy, and the Neighborhood
December 3, 2005
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Yesterday’s one-day-long rain was distant as if it was in a dream. Today we wake up. It is a sunny, somewhat warm day, and the sky is clear. Despite a such beautiful day, a grandmother was crying, for her 2-year-old grandson went missing. The family members all were at home, yet somehow the 2-year-old managed to open the front door, got out, and was found no more. They first looked around the house, then reported the police, and began to search the neighborhood for the boy. The news of this missing boy spread from house to house and caused some disturbance in this peace, quiet neighborhood. Then it finally reached my house, and to my surprise, more than a dozen of neighbors including my family went out searching – some on foot, some by cars. I, however, was left at home praying to God (because all cars were driven out to search the boy). I could watch people searching from the window of my bedroom, and one man even passed in front of my house three times to make sure that he did not missed anything.
After about an hour, the boy was found (safe, alive, and unharmed in one piece), and very fortunately, nothing worse happened like being hit by a car or being kidnapped. Maybe the boy just could not resist to go outdoor on this beautiful day. :) By the way, I used to think that my neighbors only cared for themselves, but I guess I was wrong. Afterward, the neighborhood returned to normal. Some were gardening; some exercising; some sweeping their driveways. A mother was walking the dog with her son following her on a small bike and passing in front of my house. We all enjoyed the sun and the beautiful day very much, and it felt warm with the sun on your face especially in the winter. "Indeed, it is good to see sunshine again," said I to myself.
~KKai reporting from Sac, California on MSN Space