A Newer Dawn
Hey guys! I'm Ryan. We live in the prettiest hamlet ever. It is called Tombol. Sweet name, isn't it?Bob grows water melons and I help him out when not in school. Lake Kaka is one of the nicest as you can see here. It's not large, but beautiful; Miss Caroline calls it 'serene'. I don't know what that means. She uses other words as well which sound nice but go beyond my head. Bob says I'll understand when I grow up. When shall I grow up? I'm eight. Isn't it growing up enough? I don't know how old Bob is. Well, Bob is my father. He has never been like others' dads. He is a friend to me like Sam, Robin or Ahmet of my school. Bob is funny sometimes. He tells Chopsy is grown up enough. Just think of it! Chopsy and are the best of friends and I know he is not more than eight. Bob says dogs grow up faster. Look at Chopsy and how great he looks!
Maybe there is a truth in what Bob says. Chopsy dates Goldy, Robin's bitch. One only dates when he grows up. But Bob never dates. He only sits occasionally glum-faced in front of my mom's framed picture. I don't remember mom. She died a year after I was born; that's what Bob says.
Miss Caroline is our class teacher. She is a nice lady. Once, Chopsy went all the way to school with me. And you know what? He tried to sit beside me in our classroom. Miss Caroline did not scold him. She only caressed him out of our classroom. Chopsy is very intelligent. He sat quietly outside all the day and came back with me. He is very strong as well. One night he fought two goons that came to rob us of all our water melons and drew them away. All the villagers are very fond of Chopsy except Ahmet. He says dogs bring evil spirits. How funny! Ahmet even makes fun of Bob. He says, 'your dad is a bloody peasant.' I punched him hard in the face for saying so once in school and said, 'you suck.' Miss Caroline punished me and said that it was a slang and not to be used by decent boys. I don't use it now; yet Ahmet sucks. He has such an ugly mole on his cheek!
The wooden podium overlying the lake you see here is made by our villagers. They come here for sightseeing, angling and sometimes diving. It is mine and Chopsy's favourite spot. We are sitting here since lunchtime. How can we have our food without Bob? We've never done so. Bob had prepared the food for three of us in the morning as he always does. Then he had left for the town with his cargo of water melons in his canoe. The town is on the other side of Lake Kaka. This he visits once in a while. He trades his water melons in the town and comes back with essentials for the household. Amongst other things there invariably will be a bar of chocolate for me and a packet of biscuits for Chopsy. He is never given disdainful things like 'dog biscuit' or 'dog food'. He is fond of normal biscuits and is satisfied with what we eat. Bob usually comes back around lunchtime following his trade. Sometimes it is a bit late if he happens to step in a pub for an occasional drink. Yet, he has never been this late. It is the fall of dusk and there is no sign of his canoe in our view line yet. We can know from a distance. Chopsy becomes excited as soon as he spots Bob's canoe; but here he is lying still at the moment. He has even forgotten to purr to my stroking his neck. I suspect he understood what Uncle Joe said a while back. 'Do you know Ryan? A terrorist group has blasted a bomb in the main market of St. Vincent town and they are suspecting at least five dead and several others injured. That's what the local radio announced.'
Let them announce what they may; but I believe Bob will be back. Nothing can happen to him. St. Vincent is the town he has gone alright, but he can't be hurt without his Ryan and Chopsy around. Who will look after him? But what is this 'terrorist group'? Are they crazy? How can they hurt innocent people and cause alarm in such a nice planet called Earth? I'll teach them a lesson when I grow up a bit more. Chopsy and Iwill bring them by the scruff of their neck one day to Tombol and the Lake Kaka therein. They'll forget to harm anybody!
We might look 'somber' as Miss Caroline would like to put it. The fact is we are hopeful. Bob will come back, unhurt. God has got immense power to change things. He will never allow good things to perish. A day will come when there will be nothing called terrorism; people will feel for each other, love each other. I, Miss Caroline, Chopsy, Bob, Robin and likes will make it a great place to live. The world will be like our small, peaceful Tombol. What of Ahmet? I conceal a smile here. Well, he will change and remain here with us.