Duck Tales

Now this is one of the most peculiar things that ever happened to me. Yesterday we visited my grandmother living in San Juan. She's about 87 years old and we are spending as much time as we could to be with her. On our way there, everything went smoothly the drive along EDSA was a breeze save for a few traffic bumps. Upon entering the street where she lives, we were chatting about the number of cars parked on the streets and some that were really nice. And then nearing her house, I heard a crunching sound and suddenly something screamed. It was a pair of ducks. How in the world did I end up running over ducks in Metro Manila?

I never expected to have run over ducks in San Juan. I haven't even seen a duck in a long time. Perhaps on TV but not one that was alive. Anyway, after getting over my initial shock I tried to talk to the owner but dad interrupted and went on with his own speech about his greatness and how they should not have let the duck loose on Manila streets.

But in the end, after much debate we paid the 600 pesos for the two ducks that I had run over. I paid with my own money and that ends the tale of the two dead ducks.