Dumb Blonde

Sandy blonde locks. Dark brown eyes. A mischievous grin.

I asked my friends, “What are 3 words you would use to describe him?”

“Carefree.”

”Playful.”

“Dumb.”

I nodded in agreement to all three.

Carefree. There is nothing going through his mind as he runs around with a smile on his face, begging everyone in my family to play with him. He has no worries in his life, no exams, no work, no bills to pay; just a plain and simple ‘eat, sleep, play, defecate’ life.

Playful. Whining at everyone to play with him is his favourite pastime. While we are all glued to our screens, he goes to find a potential playmate (most of the time being me). His eyes gleam with hope as he holds a toy, imploring for your accompaniment. Just like how Puss in Boots widens his eyes and dilates his pupils, this tactic never fails to move me.

Dumb. No matter what I do, he always has a blank expression on his face. I laugh as I take pictures of him in a bee costume, steal his toys, and hide his favourite food; he hardly ever gets angry with me.

Josh, our neighbour, is also his best friend. Sandy blonde locks. Dark brown eyes. A grumpy frown. He is always ready to play, but Josh never reciprocates, and instead tells him to back off. Nevertheless, in his eyes, Josh is his best friend.

“Who is his best friend in the world then?”, my friends inquired.

“Probably me.” I glance over to a photo, before handing it to my friends. I am carrying my personal dumb blonde in my arms.

⬇️ A picture is worth a thousand words

Ng Xanafee

Secondary 4 Unity

2025