Picture: Daphne Buter.
We all start in this world by being little. First we want to grow taller and taller, and if we cannot grow any taller, we try to grow bigger. Not bigger in size, but bigger in importance.
When I was a toddler I remember my mother took me often to a little shop in our neighborhood, where she bought wash powder and soap, and tablets for stomach burns and headaches. If I looked around me I noticed every costumer was bigger, taller and older than I. I was the only one who couldn’t look over the counter. This annoyed me and made me feel sad. Because I was frustrated by it, I tried to make myself more important by kicking the counter with my miniature gleaming shoes.
If I see a toddler trying to look over any border, I always am touched by the struggle of children to get older, bigger, taller, more important… We all are in a hurry to die as soon as we can.
Now I am at an age many people around me are younger, smaller, and shorter than me…
7 comments:
So very true, Daphne. I'm always saddened a little, moved, put into a place of contemplation, when I see my 11-yr old son dying to be an adult. Wanting a "girlfriend", wanting to ride his bike away from our neighborhood, wanting to hang out with his friends at the mall, etc. He wants to be grown up so badly. It one reason I appreciate my other two children, the younger ones, who seem to hold on to their babyhood much more peacefully.
Wonderful piece.
sheer poerty Daphne! Chapeau!
Marc vF
Let me kiss, both of you.
Soo i can die or fly
txx and welcome
I'd rather have you flying :)
well im quite acquainted with wings:)) tx Daphne
spread them for me :)
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