My Mid- Summer Picnic

By Amir Baharun

I heard about it, but had never bothered to participate in it. In late May, while I was browsing around for Harari news in the Internet, I read about the upcoming annual sport and cultural festival. At that moment, I decided to attend. In early July, I packed my bags and flew to Toronto. I arrived around noon. “The weather is fair,” announced the hostess, “27 degree Celsius.” I took a shuttle bus service from the airport to downtown hotel, where I had a room booked. I spent the whole afternoon enjoying a pleasant view of downtown from my hotel room window. I watched all types of human races walking, driving, and shopping.
In the evening, I called my old friend, who in the past invited me several times to visit him. When he heard my voice, he was very excited. Click to read more