Looking at these faces, one will sure purge all the unhappy thoughts. Those naive and carefree faces lighten my days. To take care of them is sure not any easy job; but, their simple and naive nature is more soothing than the scheming adults.

These children maybe boisterous and tiring to take care of; but, if compared with the adults, I'd rather be with the children.

Remember talking to one of them as a total stranger, without hesitatiopn,the boy just gave me the biscuit he was about to eat because I just asked him for one. He was not trying to be polite; but, just because I asked and he was curious about me, a foreigner, and tried to be friendly. Very spontaneous without much consideration as he just liked me. Why can't we adult be like them?

To be with young children I can be myself. I like to talke to children wherever I go, and most of the time I don't speak their language. I like their simple affection, carefree and direct. I don't have to mask myself or to do things I hate or to laugh even though I feel like crying. On the second thoughts I think I hardly cry these days, I'm afraid I may have forgotten how to.

Maybe, to be happy is to bring out the child in us. Then, the world will be more peaceful and happy to live in.