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Play Life Play

We force our children to stop playing their games and to start serious life. “Stop playing”, we say, and “Come out and live serious life; it’s much more fun.” Only, we lie, it’s not more fun. In fact, I fear, … Continue reading

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One Day

He cries hard on his mother’s lap, which he will not fit snugly anymore for all the plying of his growing legs and collapsing in fits of weltschmerz. “It is too fast for me,” he says between sobs and great … Continue reading

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