After a mixture of sleepless nights, emotions, anticipations and that kind of activity, I am finally recovering my stability and perceiving things I often miss like the prancing of children, the moonlight, excursion and now a remarkable view of water, flashes of lightning and lights dotting the darkness. The air still, cool and fresh. On the spur of the moment I left home on an excursion. I am enjoying and loving it. Quite interesting is the conversation of 8, 5 and 4 year old boys...
Help: a door has slammed, that must be the wind. Emma, where's the wind from.
8: it was from that side (pointing and then with a robust air of immense confidence and certainty ends) because my senses are positive.
8 to 6: do you know what this (shows 6 something) is?
6: yes I do. It is (With confidence and not pausing in his speech) I don't know. (continues his meal with indifference)
6: at the academy, only teachers eat fish.
8: (bragging) me they gave me fish soup one time.
4 to me: for you who do you sleep with?
Me:....think....think....(silence....curtain fades)
Help: a door has slammed, that must be the wind. Emma, where's the wind from.
8: it was from that side (pointing and then with a robust air of immense confidence and certainty ends) because my senses are positive.
8 to 6: do you know what this (shows 6 something) is?
6: yes I do. It is (With confidence and not pausing in his speech) I don't know. (continues his meal with indifference)
6: at the academy, only teachers eat fish.
8: (bragging) me they gave me fish soup one time.
4 to me: for you who do you sleep with?
Me:....think....think....(silence....curtain fades)
8:
4 to me: for you who do you sleep with?
Me:....think....think....
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