An eventful Sunday

My weekend has been very busy as my friends from Bristol came over for the Jubilee. We were supposed to watch the River Pageant by the Thames River but we were very unfortunate. We woke up early enough (we thought) and were out of the house before midday in order to get to the riverbanks in time. Instead of taking the tube, we decided to take the bus, only to be dropped off half way through because of some road closures. We took the tube anyway and when we got to London bridge tube station, there was a massive number of people going to the original area we were planning to go to - the Southbank. So Daddy decided that we should just go to the Design Museum, hoping that there were less people. Yes, there were  but they closed the whole area to the public. Only local residents were allowed to go inside. So we walked towards the Tower Bridge and managed to squeezed in under the trees. The only thing was that we wouldn't be able to see the Royal Barge from that area as it would have stopped just after the Tower bridge. We were so disappointed. And since my friend's only purpose in going there was to see the royal family, we decided to just go home and watch the whole thing on television. But while walking towards the tube station, we changed our minds and just made the decision to have lunch at the Filipino store in Victoria. I thought we could watch the River Pageant over there but their television is apparently only for TFC. We were indeed very unlucky for the Jubilee.

Just as we were leaving the Filipino store, we heard a loud bang from outside. We rushed to check what it was and turned out to be a road traffic accident. A young boy was hit by a motorcycle. We didn't see exactly what happened. The only thing thing I saw was when the child's head hit the floor. Daddy and my friends went out but I stayed inside the store. I could see that a girl in red aged about 9 was chasing the motorcycle, crying and screaming. It was apparently the boy's eldest sister.I was having palpitations at that time and I was shaking. I was hoping that the boy was okay. I could see through the window that the boy crying, but he was just lying still. I couldn't see any blood. And while I was watching the paramedics assisting the child, I was thinking of you. I don't want to see any child suffering as I am always reminded of what happened to you. I was trying hard to contain myself as I didn't want to cry in front of the people in the store. But I couldn't help it anymore as soon as we got out of the store and saw the child being brought inside the ambulance. My tears just fell.

The boy's mother and father were speechless. I could see they were shocked, but they were not crying. The mother seemed very calm. If it was me I would have gone hysterical. The two sisters were perhaps shocked as well but I saw the girl in red smiling when she was taken to the police car with the other younger sister and their dad. I feel so sorry for the sisters because they saw what happened and I am sure they will be traumatized by it.

I wanted to know what happened but none of the people from the store didn't know. But apparently according to my friend who overheard a conversation, the boy and his family were crossing the road. Maybe the boy was walking on his own. There was this white van which stopped at the traffic lights, but for some reason this motorcycle overtook the van and that's when it hit the boy. The older sister apparently told the police that they crossed the road because it was the green man, although the motorcycle driver said otherwise. The van driver was still being interviewed when we left.

I hope that the boy is okay. Perhaps you can pray for him too anak.

By the way, your friend Ed told me this morning that he was brought to the hospital on the 28th of May and was only discharged yesterday. I was surprised when he said that his head was damaged. He later explained that he felt dizzy and lost his consciousness. He is fine now he said but the doctors warned him that it may happen again so he needs to be careful. He couldn't tell me what exactly is wrong with him. Watch over him anak ha and please pray that he will fully recover from his illness.

I miss you so much. I wish you've never left. School will start soon and I am sure I will be sad. Tell me how is it over there okay? I would like to know what angels do this time of the year. I love you anak.

Mommy Tintin