Yor Ryeter

[1: 75 of 10,000] Playground

In Journal on January 30, 2011 at 8:58 PM

It’s getting dark and I saw four kids playing at a very sandy area, they’re not in the beach, they’re outside the accommodation buildings and near the hi-way sidewalk but nothing dangerous that they’ll get hit by a vehicle.

I was thinking, ‘You are all getting yourselves dirty,” but I can’t tell them that because they’re having fun!

The scene allowed me to dig my own childhood memory, it wasn’t a cotton candy pleasant because my neighbors and I were playing at the garbage area, do I hear ‘yuck?’ actually an area where some school and office supplier dumped their trash that are usually composed of empty boxes and dusty but okay papers or basically considered as treasures for kids like me.

There were even some plants nearby with sweet tiny red fruits that I eat with playmates. I never thought that it was dirty. I was happily playing like the kids that I saw. No wonder having a heart like a child is favored in heaven.

My health update: I grew up healthy and was never confined in a hospital in my entire life!

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