The flu

Every time papa had the flu, he will become agitated. His eyes would turn red and watery – just like all the uncles at the joint. She once asked papa the meaning of ‘joint’ and he told her that it was a place where the doctor would give him a shot to cure his flu. I want to become a doctor when I grow up, she said, eyes wide. And give papa his shots so he won’t have the flu. Her papa just smiled weakly and ruffled her hair. The uncles laughed. She didn’t think it was funny and was angry at the uncles. All she wanted to do was to help cure papa.

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