'tiktilaok'
One fine day, grandfather and I went to the farm.
He told me that farm was beautiful. It has chicken, cows, carabaos, and many more.
I got excited.
Grandpa brought his carabao.
"hooow hooow hooow" he said, and put something on it's head. We then rode on his carabao.
We cross on a water.
'wswswswsw'
I let my feet fall onto it.
The water was cold.
We cross the water again.
"Grandpa, why do we keep crossing on a water? What do you call to this?" I ask him
"It's river." He simply replied.
'wshshshshsh'
We cross the river for the third time.
I noticed that the river has no end.
"Is river has an end, grandpa? Where it is coming from?"
"It started at the peak of the mountain and goes down to the sea." he then replied.
I nodded and feel the water touching my bare feet.
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