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Friday, November 14, 2008
child
3:59 AM

i came across a child with her father and mother while on the back home. Just 4-5 years old.
She takes up 2 seats in the mrt, while her dad n mum takes 1 each. very cute, and brings joy to the ones watching her twisting and turning and playing with her father's hair. Where no restrictions of actions or ethics she has to follow, unlike teenagers or adults have to do, for this is a privillege a young life has, before climbing up the stairs to adulthood, carrying bags of stress, anxiety, responsibility, one bag at a time, towards reality.

Then I wonder, did we really enjoyed our childhood? For me i didn't, maybe the rest didn't too. And those who did not enjoy their childhood days, who became more involved with past negative experiences, turned pessimistic towards the harsh reality? In which they become more resentful, more prone to remembering revenges to be exacted on the experience those people gave them? Is what happened during childhood days be one of the main source of life-changing stages that turned once a kind, pure hearted child into such a person? Of course, we see alot of these happenings in televisions.

Since a pure-hearted child can turn into a bad-hearted child, how about changing back from a once bad-hearted child to a pure-hearted teenager? not to mention the harsh reality that teenagers and adults have to face. Do we have any solution to it?


!object width="10" height="10">Just Clannad Nuvole Bianche
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