The teargas had us coughing and crying. Our path was sprinkled with protesters about to engage in a streetfight. When we finally put some distance between us and the angry mob, the fresh air of the empty park was a very good reason to smile. Still, we did not linger, we wanted to feel the city’s pavement and cobblestones beneath our feet.Continue reading “A flowery surprise”
Last Saturday, I took my kids to a nearby playground so that they could make the most of the summer in October (the trees still haven’t changed colour, except those that turned grey in July). My daughter quickly joined other kids playing in the evening sun rays.
Suddenly, a girl, aged about four or five arrived at the playground with her parents. She wanted to stay a bit and negotiated 10 minutes. In order to not go over or under said limit her dad used the chronometer function on his connected watch. The moment, he pressed go, the girl, dressed in a lovely purple dress started sprinting back and forth, asking how quickly she’d run. Continue reading “Are we going the same way as the fairy?”