Bear nobody could bare...

I had just finish putting rice in the rice cooker to cook as I sat in front of my computer. I know, most Hmong guys don't cook but hey it's always useful to know how so you won't die of starvation. Yeah, probably in the US, majority of us guys don't know how to cook anything much. But it's okay, we have moms, sisters, and sometimes wives. We are dependent on them as they are dependent on us. It's how the world works; we are the Yang, while they are the Yin, together we're Yin-Yang. Majority of the time, girls will say they can live without us lazy bums, but it's never true. They need us as much as we need them. Saying this reminds me of Captain Planet, "With your powers combined, I am Captain Planet!"

My thoughts had just collected like the small child picking up blocks. One by one stacking them on top of another. Building their castle of the almighty. Click, click, tap, tap, tap, I was connected to HP for another unpredicted journey. As I logged on I noticed a stranger. Someone bright and open, trying to make friends; even to go as far looking for a girlfriend. You can always tell these type of people, even in real life, they have this brightness to their face and would always talk friendly with you.

I spoke to him and he sounded like a likable guy. But the moment he tried his luck to a fair lady, he was turned down. It was like he was cursed was bad faith. He was the guy at the claw machine. You know, those claw machines they put up at your local stores and arcades. You can move the claw freely at your will and make it drop before the timer ends. You're always eying your prize and your heart beats so hard just to see if the claw will grab on tight. But I tell you, those claws are rigged. Those claws never able to grab anything. You mind as well throw your money away. The few times you actually get a prize, it was because the claw caught something. Likewise, this stranger, the bear had such trouble with the ladies.

I observed him from a quiet distance, like a sniper up in a crow's nest. I carefully scoped him and looked at his connections. You could see his every moment and read his every word. Then I noticed, out of no where it seemed he had a chance. A girl, a girl had asked for his MSN. Did his claw finally catch onto a prize by mistake or have his claws been tighten? He was so happy, he came to be exclaimed, "Peter, Peter, did you see that, a chick asked for my MSN?" I replied to him in surprise, "Yeah, I saw that, give it to him." You could see it in the character of his typing, he was joyful. Even his words smiled.

He was like a little child on his birthday. Lights out, candles lit, big birthday cake, and presents. Everyone was chanting the happy birthday song. As you look in the child's eyes, you could see it open wider and see the flames reflect in his eyes. As the song eyes, someone gestures to make a wish. He takes his deepest breathe, one inhaling so deep, his entire lungs filled with air; only to blow like the windy kite days.

The bear had disappeared with his prize. I was left to amusing myself with the losers of HP. I associated myself with some goodie girl, who could most likely be a man on the other screen. For all he and I knew, we were what we said we were. Then a few friends came by, everyone set their greetings and quietly sat back to watch the screen, only to reply when their name was mentioned. Most of us claim to be doing something else when weren't replying, but truth is we were just waiting for someone to say something to us.

Then his name flashed by again, Teddy. My bear buddy had returned but not with a smile and so quickly. I glazed on over as he sadly mentioned, "She saw my picture and said she'd be right back and never returned." Now, the child with the birthday cake had open his present, only to find he got some gift he didn't want. Some gift of no meaning, no fun, not even worthwhile to look at. This child had shed a tear, so silently that his sadness echoed in his heart. Now the birthday party was ruin, it was the worst day ever. Not even a sunny bright day where you were forced by your parents to stay inside, while your friends laughed and played was as bad as this.

I didn't know what to say to him. I was clueless, mentionless, not even one advice to give him. Yet again, Teddy was the bear, nobody could bare...