It was after she walked out of the cubicle, I realized she was still figuring out how to turn on the faucet. With wandering eyes, the little girl turned the faucet handle, trying her luck if water comes out. It was supposed to be pushed.
I guided her with the soap dispenser, as she was on her toes while reaching for it. (Also, she was wondering how soap was in liquid form, flowing out from that foreign object, and not a solid block.)
"Walang pong pamunas?" I checked the cubicle again for a tissue roll and noticed that she wasn't able to flush the toilet. After flushing, I handed the tissue over her dripping palm.
"Paki-ayos naman po nung damit ko." Then I saw those eyes of ignorance and innocence. I willingly did what she asked and twisted the ends of the oversized shirt at her back, making it tighter atop her pink flowy dress.
After fixing, the little girl attempted to pull the heavy restroom door, but to no avail. I opened it for her, and she ran as fast she could, back to the hall, along with the other kids.
It was a win-win situation for both of us. It was a day of discoveries for the little girl and me.
