Little Things

While I was walking alone in the park i saw a crowd of people shocked at who they saw....It was our national hero Jose Rizal.....After the crowd settled Rizal sat down and I wanted to talk to him so I sat beside him.....

Me: Uhm....Excuse me sir may I talk to you?
Rizal: It's fine....I have time.
Me: So.... you are our national hero, how does it feel?
Rizal: I was surprised that I was the national hero...I thought my friend Andres would be the national hero because he was the first president of the Philippines after all.
Me: Well you are the national hero....Congrats...
Rizal: Thank you very much.
Me: But.....
Me: If you were not our national hero, where would you be?
Rizal: Uhm... I think I would be somewhere where I could be able to think by myself and create more books to be published.
Me: Oh....so you would be a writer?
Rizal: Yes, yes
Me: If you would be writing a book, what would you want to be it about?
Rizal: I would like to make a book about the generation of yours...
Me: My generation?! *surprised*
Rizal: Yes your generation....The generation where alternative rock bands start to form and where having a computer is a must for every child.
Me: *guilty* oh yes....I too have fallen victim to this new generation....
Me: Anyway thank you very much... I still have somewhere to be.... I have to go.
Rizal: Okay, Goodbye.
Me: I want to read that book yours Rizal...Bye
Rizal: Sure sure, Bye