Day 24: Fudgesicle
The first time Dannes asked me to go out with her to take pictures for her final project, I was busy.
She didn't ask me again.
But after I finished my Inquiry work and found myself with a painful amount of free time on my hands, I knocked on the TV room door and asked if she wanted to leave.
After a Marianas Trench filled walk there, we arrived at the Golden Flower where she was determined to film the staff there hustling and bustling about in the muted four PM sun.
Just as we were about to leave, Mr. Yang asked a favor of us, to trace over his English menu with a market on the whiteboard a previous Microcamper must have copied it down.
I got down on my knees and wrote, tracing the girlish, adolescent script.
When finally finished, Dannes and I were rewarded (or paid, if you like) with two homemade fudgesicles and smiles and thank you's.
We walked home happily with the chocolate in our hands and laughed at our good fortune.