Saturday, 14 July 2012

Cendawan

A few years back, my brother had a small project, growing mushroom and selling them to nearby grocery store. On Fridays, we would go to Friday market in Rusila, next to the mosque, and sell the mushrooms.

My brother was quite shy, so I being the one who was more outspoken just scream to the crowd.

"cendawan, cendawan, cendawan murah!!"

At first, I was a little shy too. Haha, but then I just thought to myself. Ah, what the hell, those people don't know me, and I'm not doing anything bad anyway. So I just smiled, and screamed and smiled.

It was nice. :)

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