initiated.

I have just been officially initiated into The Order of Cartons. I have got the first cart that I am co-responsible for. I am excited.

When I stepped out for water this evening I saw the lady in pink stripes. This brought me to a sentimental flashback session of seeing her dragging her cart down the escalator for the first time, helping her push her cart into the escalator. It was like looking back at a romantic relationship. Or a first romantic relationship, for that matter, because about an hour after, when the Mother was leading the way to her secret storage, I had flashbacks of seeing the Mother for the first time, not knowing who she was, and observing her do her extracurricular job, thinking that she was not a Filipina. I was happy to find out I was wrong.

Following the Mother into the elevator told me another. I got to learn the possible reason the lady in pink stripes chose to go escalator-ing instead: the ramp for the disabled needed quite a skill to handle, as it’s almost U-shaped. With a heavy cart, you would be better off risking it at the escalator.