An Hour in the Park

Had another gap and went to a small park by the university, not the one previously mentioned by the sea. It was 2pm and I have never seen that much people there. It’s usually deserted, I don’t know why but people here either don’t seem to enjoy nature or don’t want to give themselves some relaxing time.
When I went, there was a woman pushing a baby boy in a stroll accompanied by another woman “probably her mother” and a little girl “the boys sister” who was around 3 years or 4. She looked like a baby doll actually; she was so small and walking in this unbalanced funny way. Her granny was walking around her trying to feed her and she’d called her “Jojo”!! They kept walking around the circumference of the area.
There was a man reading a newspaper, another napping under a tree with his hat covering his face, a couple of college students who were in deep conversation, and a girl reading.
After a while came a mother with a kid of almost the same age as that of Jojo and the same size, and they walked in an opposite direction facing Jojo’s family, when the 2 kids finally met, it was the spark!! They started poking each other as if each is experimenting the nature of the other, a human, a toy?? Then they recognized each other to be of the same species and started running around the place like maniacs. People would stumble at them, one tall guy in particular who could have mistaken them with a cat perhaps from their minute size, stumbled over & leaned and was about to fall but caught the little boy for support, wonder how though! Almost everyone in the place started following them with their eyes, as if you’ve turned the family channel ON. With kids roaming around, Granny trying to locate Jojo let alone her moth to stuff food in there, the mother was trying not to lose track of the boy & the mother pushing the baby in the stroll observing it all and laughing. You could tell from the look on the people’s faces they were really amused. I myself found that I was smiling without realizing I was doing so..
Then came a family, mother & father ,a boy & a girls of around 13 to15 with their school uniforms and bags, and had a seat for a while , probably were waiting for something, for after a while the kids left, then the father left, then the father came, then the mother left, then she came then both parents left. In amidst that Jojo’s family was leaving, turns out they had to go to the bank nearby, and were just waiting for certain timing to go there.
Then a woman came to the boy’s mother took her and they left. That’s when I knew he was called “Ibrahim”
And then I left, leaving behind me the still napping man, the 2 college students, the girl reading some papers, and some men probably going to one of the banks nearby.
It was a nice gap, I left with still a smile on my face, ah well a good way to go back to the routine day that lay ahead.