Young Love..

"Hey ..do u want to come out and play?"..the tone of his voice had been ringing in my head all the time.It have been 17 years since we have not seen each other..I was only 6 years old back then when I met him...who is he??...
Let me tell you a story...

Back in the year of 1988..I met a great friend..he was who I called "my first American buddy"..
I just moved into a new area..my mom worked as a maid for a German couple..
I was so bored doing nothing at home so I decided to take a walk around my new neighborhood..
I went around looking at the surrounding.."nice area" as I thought in my head.

Then I saw two dogs laying around in someone's car porch..so I went to them just to say hai..both are male..one had white fur with black spots,and the other one is brown in colour..then they both walked right up to me..

So I played a little while with them..then suddenly a Volvo car came passing by and parked at the car porch where I was standing.

A little boy came out .." Hai guys!"
So I came closer and held out my hands.." hello.."
Then he looked at me and smile "hello..I'm Micheal Blanding"and these are my buddies..Floppy and bobby..
So we introduced ourselves..and finally we get along well with each other..with the dogs of course..
He has a golden hair with green eyes..and a sister called Sarah..she was 2 years old at that time..I was six and Micheal was 7.

He was the one who gave me my first bike..it is blue in colour..he taught me how to ride it..he's a great American friend.He had taught me everything I do not know..like example...he taught me how to speak in english..taught me how to sing in english..

He have the best parents ever!!Mrs Blanding was a kind lady,friendly and very beautiful..as for Mr Blanding..very charming (that's where Micheal got his good look from) again friendly..

(A year have passed)

I went into their bathroom and found a pink pill on the sink.So I took them and eat them..it tasted so sweet like candy..then Sarah came on "Hey Sarah..try this..it's delicious"
So while we're having a good time eating it Mrs Blanding came rushing in and snatched the pills away from us.I was puzzled.

"Sarah..tell mommy where did u get this?"
"I didn't found it mommy.."Sarah's face had turned red and started to cry.
"If U didn't..then how did it get into your mouth sweety?"
"I dont know ..she gave them to me" I knew I will be in trouble the minute she pointed at me.
Mrs Blanding turned to me and asked "Honey..is that true?"
I know at that moment I cant lie to her though I do not understand why she was so upset about us eating those pills.So I nodded.
She took a deep breath and continued "ok..I will have to punish you for this and do u know why?"

I shaked my head and said "No.."

"well honey..do u know what's this is?this is a medicine..U cannot eat this when you are not ill.It will be dangerous.From today I will ground you from coming into my house to play with Micheal and Sarah..and as for you Sarah..no TV and no swimming for a month..do I make myself clear?for the both of you?"

At that very moment..I rushed out and cry..Micheal saw the tears and asked what's wrong.I left him without saying any word.
Few days had passed..I was so lonely..I thought of an idea..and ran to Micheal's house.
I rang the door bell..Micheal opened the door..

"Come..to my house..I got birthday party."
Micheal asked permission from his parents and they let him go.
I know from the look on his face he must be wondering why my house seems empty when there's supposed to have a party.I have to make a fake birthday party..I prepared some sandwiches and a plain cold water to drink..I was relived that he enjoyed himself..we make fun of each other ..we ran around chasing each other.We had fun until a voice came out.."hey u guys..can I join?..I'm Steven"
We introduced ourselves and we played till we didn't realized it was time to go home.
Steven is from Belgium..he has dark curly hair..very friendly.

The next day we meet up in Steven's house..Steven was so closed to me..I can tell from the look of his face..I knew he wasn't happy about it.

Till one time..we made fun of Micheal..he got so angry and punched Steven on the face and pushed me and I pushed him back..he pulled my hair and I pulled his.So we end up fighting.
I ran to my house and shut the door.

Few weeks had passed..I was alone at home..playing with my mom's pots and pans (at that time I do not have any toys to play with) then I heard a voice calling .."hey..do you want to come out and play?"

I looked through my window is was Micheal.I ignored him and just stayed in my room.After a few calling..he finally gave up and leave.I was in tears at the same time feel guilty..I mean why do i have to ignore him ?I was the cause of us fighting ..maybe I was hurt because he hurt me..with all the hair pulling and stuff..

Then after a minute there I saw a piece of card underneath my door.I got up and read it.
It was a hand made card made beautifully by him.He is a great artist..he love to do painting.He love to paint picture..especially a Red Indian picture.

I smiled and hang it to my cupboard door.The very next day he came again so we went for a bike riding.
We spent easter and Christmas together..I was so happy..why?because I am not grounded anymore from playing with Sarah and Micheal in their house.

Everything went well..untill..one day..

We were playing in the play room..I was playing polly pocket with Sarah while Micheal pretending to cook on the easy bake oven toy.Mrs Blanding came into the room,and told us a news that once again bring tears to my eyes..she just received a phone call.Mr Blanding had a job offer in China..and had to moved there in a month time.

I was so disappointed..and it hurt even more when I helped them pack their things.

Finally the day comes when they have to leave..Mrs Blanding gave me a gift..more like going a farewell gift from all of them..all wrapped out very nicely in a present paper.

Mr and Mrs Blanding got into the taxi..Micheal came up to me "hey come visit us sometime..and we can ride our bikes together." I was excited when he said that not knowing how far is China from where we live now.

"Please dont go..I have no friends to play with " words that I never thought would come out from my mouth..

"come to China..I will play with u" he hugged me and he left.

I do not understand that time..why it hurts so much to see him leave.

Every time I ride my bike with the accompany of floppy and Bobby.. I'll stopped by his empty house and smiled.I could still imagine him saying "hey..do u want to come out and play?"all i have with me now is floppy and Bobby..I had them till my mom had to change her job..but two years after that we moved to a new city..

He left in the year of 1991..until today I have not heard any news from him..I do hope one day I will meet him again..but at least for now..I will always remember him as ...My American buddy..