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"Ellaine," Roger eyed at my hand, then me. "Share yours."
Hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin ko. It's already here, and I have to say whatever I can say. Siguro naman ay makakabuti ito para sa mission namin.
"I'm planning to have a puzzle that will stimulate her mind using words. We will give her set of papers, one by one. There are words that are clues to our meeting place with her," I explained.
"Here's the plan. May isusulat tayong mga clue words ng meeting place natin with her at hayaan natin siyang mag-interpret ng mga bagay," I said with speed. Sa totoo lang, hindi ko alam ang nanggaling ang mga sinabi ko. "For example, we have on the first paper, somewhere. Then on the second, leafy, then, the, and so on."
"Of course, we will jumble the words to test her intellect. I know it seems so complicated and risky, right?" I catechized. They favored me.
"How can we ever let her know that she's strong? Kailangan niyang malaman sa sarili niya na may lakas at talino siya. It's like we're letting her unlock a mystery of herself. She needs realization of what she can do."
Silence spoke loudly next to me. Umupo ako dahil bigla akong nahiya. Sa dami kong sinabi, ngayon pa ako nahiya. Bakit ba kasi hindi sila nagsalita? Hindi ko tuloy alam kung na-overwhelm sila sa sinabi ko o hindi nila naintindihan.
"Brilliant," Albert stood up, staring at me. "We must do what she said, right?"
"Let's waste no time. Let's start," Bea maturely smiled.
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Piles of papers inside white folders, glue, a dozen of pens, and more schooling materials are the things I can see here in the meeting room. Kailangan ba namin mag-aral at ganito sila kung maghanda ng gagamitin?
"All of our needs are here," Strata said and tapped the surface of the uppermost folder.
"What is this?" Georgina ringed the whole room with her voice. The tone she used was calm, yet confused.
I looked at Strata. Maging ako ay naguguluhan kung bakit may mga dala si Strata na ganito. Papers and pens? What are we going to do with these?
"This is easy," Strata sat down and took an unfamiliar black pen. She seems to have a great interest in pens. Maybe she loves art. Hindi ko na rin kinaya at tinanong ko na siya kung ano ang balak niya sa mga papel at panulat na narito.
"Strata, para saan ba 'to?"
"Para ito mission," Strata replied. "Your suggestion, remember? We'll make the papers with clues for her."
Does she mean lettering? Kung 'yon nga, I'm interested in watching them.
"Bea and I will be making the clues in handprint," Strata excitingly said. "If you want to join in making the clues, you may approach me and Bea. If you want to help in discussing the meeting place, approach Albert who has the GPS of Lynne's house."
Oh, gosh. Wala akong masyadong alam sa gagawin ko. I don't even know something about art. Besides, I don't even know Lynne. She's a stranger to me.
"Wait, guys," Georgina butted in. "Bakit pa natin kailangan gumamit ng art if we already have lots of printers?"
Strata breathed in.
"She needs to know that we exerted enough effort. Kailangan niya rin maging clueless. If we used printers, she will have a hint in mind that maybe, we are an organization or company that she will be afraid to face. If we used art, mas gagaan ang loob niya," Strata explained. "Who will not find it creepy if we start sending her plain and printed messages about a place?"
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