Little People I love them !!
While riding on the tube this morning, there was a 2 year girl
said “Good Morning" and I smiled. In a crowded smelly train, where space
is a constraint and the only people who are happy are lovers/couples going to
work together.
Little People that’s what I
call them, they always make you smile. They are innocent, funny and
speak their mind. Every time I see my nephew's
pictures or hear speak to him he always makes me smile. It does not
matter what he says as long as he says something.
Little people inhabit this
world with us and the adult world
and the little people's world clash, in the supermarkets, in the shops, on the
bus, on the tube. Little people do not care that they have interrupted our
journey to work or our routine they are still living the illusion that life is
an adventure and to live life to the fullest.
We were all little people once
and inhabited a world in which a new adventure was around every corner, where
living life to the fullest was priority number 1.
To preserve a part of yourself
which keeps the little person in you alive, that I say is the only way to
happiness. Life is an adventure and when we are little it’s so clear to see, as
we grow older the vision of the world becomes hazy and unclear.
