On Connections....

I made a really good connection with a Filipino... Or shall I say he made a really good connection with me. Here is how it went.
It was 7:30 at night and I was heading home from dinner at the big house. The quickest way home is through a dark alley lined with tethered roosters, playful kittens, smoking men (Meaning men who are smoking.... as in cigarets), children of all shapes and sizes, and MahJong players. There is also a semi-open sewer/gutter, and the leavings of all animals. Televisions blare from every shack you pass, and each person greats you. A dog yips from behind a closed gate. You duck under laundry lines, and step over the water pipe. Even though you cannot see much, there is a street light somewhere in the distance, beckoning you. Suddenly, I heard a little voice greeting the girls in front of me... "Hah-low!  Hah-low!"
Giggles from the girls in front of me. A little face appears, beside me now. A round faced little boy with buzz cut head. "Hah-low!" Oh! Is this one ever cute! And suddenly,
                 I get the urge....
                             the one all of us know....
                                                 to rub the top of that cute fuzzy little head.
Smiling his ever-ready smile, the little boy looked up at me. Then suddenly, he drew back and threw a punch! He made contact too... right on.....the place upon which I am accustomed to sitting! I was a bit startled, as you may imagine, and I said "Wow!" He responded by repeating the connection (a very well made connection, I assure you) and running off!
 In his defense, that is probably about as high as he could reach.

As you can see, I am developing some connections here in the Philippines.
Night = Made.