Unwrapping The Parcel

The parcel was wrapped in a couple of layers of brown paper and sealed with cellophane tapes. If Houdini was inside he certainly could not have escaped. I had difficulty peeling the edges of the tapes off as they were stuck fast onto the paper. When one end of the parcel was opened, I could not believe my eyes when I saw what rolled out. It was not what Marita told me she had sent to me all the way from Sarawak. I still cannot believe it. Marita?

Author: Peter Tan

Peter Gabriel Tan. Penangite residing in the Klang Valley. Blissfully married to Wuan. A LaSallian through and through. Slave to three cats. Wheelchair user since 1984. End-stage renal disease since 2017. Principal Facilitator at Peter Tan Training specialising in Disability Equality Training. Former columnist of Breaking Barriers with The Borneo Post. This blog chronicles my life, thoughts and opinions. Connect with me on Twitter and Facebook.

16 thoughts on “Unwrapping The Parcel”

  1. Bkworm,
    I am waiting for her to login to ask her.

    Silencers,
    Maybe Sarawakian potatoes are nicer?

  2. I thought you bully Peter, mah. Somemore, in IM, he said he never played any prank, and showed me an angelic icon. Hrmph … I neber believe this man again.

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