One Hundred Eighty Six

All my life I am a fan of playgrounds.

Hundreds of years ago when I was 9, when playground for me was a place to play than to bringing the nephews to play nor for dating - I frequented one near my house.

There, I'd meet my friends especially Amira and Norita to play various games like galah panjang and  tag.

There was this big slide in the middle of the park where we  made it our 'fort' so that anyone hidden in the fort couldn't be tagged.

There was this one time when we got scolded by an uncle who took his small daughter aged 3 or so, "Ini kan gelongsor! Buat macam gelongsor. Jangan main-main kat sini!"

Then we stopped playing that day.

Recalling the incident, it got me thinking why would adults restrict a child's imagination? Should toys be played the way they are supposed to be played or should we let children use their imagination to explore them?

I would most definitely support giving children the freedom to go wild with their thoughts. That's how they develop their mind.

Stop restricting a child's growing mind.

One Hundred Eighty Five

Yesterday I got mad at Syafiq for no apparent reason (well, he didn't comply with one of my tiny request) and stopped talking to him. He tried his best to console me and when I've cooled down, he reminded me in his softest voice,

"I understand we can't get everything we want and sometimes we become upset. But we must not hurt others too at the same time."

I immediately apologised for saying things I shouldn't have.