Little Little Little

He was something she had only seen on posters in the city; unkempt hair, short pants, a side bag and dark sunglasses that only ever came off while talking to the elders. But what really drew her little feet to him was the whole different universe he carried on his shoulder. For the first few days, she observed in wonder as he sat with the village heads, dug into his bag and laid out his wares; a set of detailed maps, a compass, pencils in myriad colors, blank sheets of paper and a monster of a camera that clasped his neck all day. When he finally took notice of her sharp, brown eyes following him, he smiled, bent down and handed her a bright blue pencil. From then on, she accompanied him everywhere. And from then on, everyday, he would reach into his bag and pull out something for his faithful little companion. A few days ago it was a golden paper star, yesterday it was a toffee, and today, an eraser shaped like a rabbit. They never spoke in words, these two, only smiles and shapes. And she woke up every morning wondering what part of his wide exciting world he would share with her that day!