{GRADUATION DAY. PAUL IS SO NERVOUS, BUT CALM.}
MC : Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. We appreciate your presence in this event. So I will not keep it for too long. Because I know that we have some things to do. Like food....
Crowd : {THEY LAUGHED.}
MC : Let's give a round of applause for our lovely students, as they make their way out to the stage.
Crowd : {APPLAUSE AND SCREAMING. SHOUTING NAMES AND WAVING.}
Students : {WALKS TO THE STAGE, WAVING BACK AT THE CROWD AND SAT DOWN ON THEIR CHAIR. LOOKING AT ALL THE PEOPLE AT THE EVENT.}
{THE EVENT WENT ON AND ON FOR HOURS.}
MC : Now for our final speaker. Please help me welcome on stage, Paul...
Paul : {STOOD UP.} Thank you for giving me this opportunity to stand infront. Though I did not prepare this.
Crowd : {LAUGHED.} Say whatever you can.
Paul : {SMILES.} This moment is very special to me. I'd like to give a very big thanks to my mom, who raised me through better or worse. She did a great job raising me to be the man I am today. Same goes to Mr Khumalo. Though I hope that my mom is watching, since she couldn't come in flesh. She is sick, lying at the hospital bed as we speak. Mom if you are watching, I love you... {HE WENT BACK AND SAT DOWN.}
Miss Pale : {IN THE HOSPITAL.} Love you too my only boy.
MC : Now... I was just informed that all those who are like me, can now make way to the cafeteria for free food. You heard me, free food. You also have to buy tickets to enter every gaming hall here. Enjoy the rest of the afternoon and the evening if you are staying for an after party.
Mr Khumalo : Hey Paul!!!
Paul : {LOOK AT THE CROWD AND SEE MR KHUMALO.}
Mr Khumalo : Come here.
Paul : {WALKS TOWARD MR KHUMALO.}
Mr Khumalo : Let's go.
Paul : Where are we going?
Mr Khumalo : You will see soon enough. Also, take this.
Paul : This is a car key.
Mr Khumalo : No. Those are your car keys.
Paul : What?
Mr Khumalo : There you go. The car you've been driving weeks ago. I just changed its color.
Paul : Why are you doing this?
Mr Khumalo : This is your graduation gift.
Paul : Thanks.
{THEY HUGGED.}
Mr Khumalo : Come on. Don't you have to go somewhere?
Paul : I have to go see mom.
Mr Khumalo : Let's go then. I left my car at home.
Paul : Mr Khumalo...
Mr Khumalo : Talk to me.
Paul : Tomorrow, I planned a house warming.
Mr Khumalo : House warming!
Paul : Yes.
Mr Khumalo : Isn't that for people who recently bought a new house.
Paul : It is...
Mr Khumalo : So how are you going to do a house warming in a place that you've been living at for years now.
YOU ARE READING
THE VILLAGE BOY.
Novela JuvenilIn a small village far from the city. There lived a young boy, who was born in a poor family. He focused all his energy in his studies. He always told himself that he want to wash his mother's poverty. And give her a better lifestyle. Every morning...
