D. Andree (Playa "Las Lupita" - Escuinapa, Sinaloa, Mexico).  |
| "With a little luck, probably again |
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- Aunt why I drop out of hand? - my nephew for almost 3 years, took a handful of sand, while elevated him open his hands and fell to the ground. - Look, I fell again.
Performed the process two or three times and the result was always the same. I tried to find inconsistency in child language often children have so little and repeated the questions he made me to see if I understand well or not.
- Want to know why the sand falls from your hands?
- Yes
 - What happens is that the sand is very thin, thin. |
| - Fina? - Asked as he continued his impossible task - how the water? |
- Something like that - I said -. But the sand is solid and water is liquid. He raised eyes and knew by his expression, which was entering a field that is away from their understanding so I decided to leave the issue up there. Dylan continued to bury his toy truck for a few minutes in complete silence until a bird came soaring through the sky just above us.
- Look, auntie! A bird flying! - She started suddenly and looked at the bird until he lost sight of - How beautiful!
- What a nice fly right?
- Yes Aunt Is my truck flies?
- No, toy trucks do not fly.
- What about those toy not ?
- The truth? - I asked while he pretended that his car was blown plastic - No, not fly. For that there are planes, the planes and helicopters to fly by trucks that can not fly.
innocent smile He laughed and pointed to the beach where a family just playing in the sand. - What little girl does not fly?
- No - replied -. People can not fly.
He looked at me thoughtfully and replied ...
- People do fly, I can fly. Look ... - He stopped, shook the sand off her legs, stretched out his arms and started running in circles while laughing. Within seconds he stopped and returned, tired, to where it was before .- Did you see? People do flying.
- WOW! It's true. Is that I had never seen someone fly. "You've seen other people fly, Dylan?
- No. You do not fly because they do not want them afraid of flying.
The boy continued playing with the sand in silence. The beach, quiet, inviting a cold bath on the first day of 2011. Mexican families, Americans, Canadians and Germans invented ways to shelter from the cold of their nations and the water was cold but the sun was burning with desire, yet I did not want to take off from there. It is impossible not to talk with a little philosopher of 3 years.
D. Andree (Playa "Las Lupita" Escuinapa, Sinaloa, Mexico).
----------------------------------------------- there you can not find more wisdom in a young child, one of these tiny beings that haunt millions around the world. Must have some truth to his words. Perhaps due to the lack of prejudice that surrounds their lives and the innocence of one who was just born also gave some aurora of mystery and truth.
. I saw myself reflected in his words. Facing the unknown, invisible path they must travel to distance. Leave the nest and the safety of home we thought eternal. Detach a routine dull and boring but very nice and strangely our Wraps life. We are afraid to fly for fear of failure, to fall into the same abyss into which it fell one who tried to touch the sun or those others who tried to touch the sky with their own hands. Fear of death or impossible in languages \u200b\u200bafter the failed mission. Dare to challenge a superior being to ourselves.
Children have no fear, accept the challenge to fly but never take off their little feet off the ground. They can fly because they believe in the power of imagination. Because envision your feet away from the sand that cushions the waves of the beach. They can fly because they want to, because they are able to dream illusions and realize them with just reach out your hands and run in circles.
Anything is possible when you are young, the sea is at your feet, the birds fly through the sky, the future does not matter and the world does not bother you.
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