Peter Pan: The Unspoken Truth

Entry #39

September 22, 1920 
James Matthew Barrie

THE command lingered in James' consciousness—taking him a little more than a minute to grasp what he was told to do so. 

"Snap out of it lad!" Kaagad namang bumalik sa ulirat niya si James matapos sabihin 'yon ni Mr. Darling. 

After consciousness came back to James, he hurriedly went out the building, brisk walking his way through the massive cloud of people busily walking and selling essential goods.

The slow drumbeat in James' head was modulated as a huge horse carriage galloped in front of him—forcing a couple of boxes on its back storage to fall out of the cart—crashing into the moist and rocky ground of the square. 

Heaps of apples and small pumpkins went rolling across the feces filled ground of the market.

"Aye, you foozler pick all those apples and pumpkins up!" the old man riding the carriage shouted with his arms flapping in the air in anger. 

Kaagad namang yumuko si James para damputin lahat ng nahulog na mansanas at kalabasa sa lupa para kaagad nang makaalis.

Ilang sandali rin ay bumaba na sa karwahe ang matandang nagmamaneho nito para tulungan si James, pero putak parin ng putak ang bibig nito ng samot-saring mga insulto. 

"Ah, this was due today immediately you vazey..." James heard the man sigh. "Mrs. Thompson's going to give me a ton of scolding today because of you. Come on, speed up!"

Hindi na nagsalita pa si James at mas binilisan nalang ang pagkuha ng mga mansanas na gumulong sa pader ng gusaling malapit sa binagsak ng mga kahon.

Naabutan ng ilang oras ang pagpulot nila sa lahat ng mga prutas at gulay na nahulog. Bumaba na ng ilang pulgada ang kanina lang ay tirik na tirik na araw.

"Ya, scurry out of the way already or else I'll really run over you." the man said, before climbing up his carriage. 

Humingi nalang ng tawad si James bago pa nagmamadaling umalis ang karwahe dala-dala ang maduming mga prutas at gulay.

Nakatulala lang na sinundan ni James ng tingin ang bawat pag-apak ng mga paa ng kabayo sa maruming lupa ng palengke nang napagtanto niya ang ibinilin ni Mr. Darling.

"Shoot, I have to run," he said, sprinting in haste across the square. 

Losing track like that was dangerous, specially with the situation Mr. Darling was in as of the moment.

Hindi nagtagal ay narating na nga ni James ang balkonahe ng bahay ng mga Darling.

Hinihingal na binuksan ni James ang pinto na para bang bahay na niya ito. Pinuntahan niya si Mrs. Darling sa kusina na naghihingalo at hirap na sa paghinga.

"Mrs. Darling," he said, treading a huge step over the side of the lady to cross to the other side of the kitchen.

He rummaged a clean piece of towel in the kitchen cupboards, and run into the backyard to pump some water out the water pump into a clean bowl.

With the water and towel he scavenged, James slowly wiped the white foam off of Mrs. Darling's mouth, and turned her to one side to elevate her breathing.

"Everything will be alright Mrs. Darling," he said. "Hang in there."

After attending to Mrs. Darling, James quickly run up the stairs to go wake Wendy in her room.

It has been three days since James last saw the face of his best friend and he sure do miss Wendy.

Bumuga muna ng hangin si James sa harapan ng pinto ng k'warto ni Wendy bago niya dahan-dahang kinatok ang yari sa kahoy na pinto.