I can’t remember the time when I first learned how to make paper boats. I owe it to my father who patiently taught me everything I want to learn. Writing my name, handkerchief folding and turn it into a mouse or make it a swing with a baby in it and paper-folding to make it a plane or boat.
During rainy days, the water elevates in our area and as a child, I was so excited to play in the rain and let the paper boats sail and race across the water.
Truly, the world of a child is play. Nothing to worry about like what to eat or what to wear. Is the water from the rain that turns into flood clean or not? All a child want is to enjoy even in the middle of the storm.