Day eleven..

Bibi and i wake up. Dad stops the taxi under a row of light poles with huge straggling bunches of tangled cassette tape which the government had confiscated from motorists. He leads us to an abandoned shop which was very messy. He was going to pick mum up from the football stadium that was not very far. He gave me a folded piece of paper and some money. He told me that if he wasn't back by afternnon, find a taxi and pass both the items to the driver who will then take us back to the village. When he left us, we started eating breakfast which was in a bag. All of a sudden, it hit me that mum and dad are going to the football stadium as they had the same idea as i did! I explained to Bibi what our parents were doing. Just then, another thought hits me! If mum and dad were really going to convince the government football offcial, they need us there too..don't they?