Her almond shaped eyes squeezed so tightly as the upturned corners of her mouth pushed them shut.
No one could miss her excitement; that smile drew a smile to the face of every passerby.
Though she only came up to the knees of most in the crowd, her understanding of something important in life soared above their heads: joy.
She looked at me; looked excitedly down at her pink strawberry ice cream; looked back up with those little white baby teeth and that little crinkled up nose. “Lookit what I got!” her face exclaimed wordlessly.
Where did her simple joy come from? It’s just ice cream… and it’s freezing cold outside, little girl! The logic tried to creep in, make “sense” of a situation, and take the joy out of it because, of course, you’re not supposed to be that excited about ice cream… it’s just ice cream.
Oh, to think like a child again… how much more exciting would life be!
No one could miss her excitement; that smile drew a smile to the face of every passerby.
Though she only came up to the knees of most in the crowd, her understanding of something important in life soared above their heads: joy.
She looked at me; looked excitedly down at her pink strawberry ice cream; looked back up with those little white baby teeth and that little crinkled up nose. “Lookit what I got!” her face exclaimed wordlessly.
Where did her simple joy come from? It’s just ice cream… and it’s freezing cold outside, little girl! The logic tried to creep in, make “sense” of a situation, and take the joy out of it because, of course, you’re not supposed to be that excited about ice cream… it’s just ice cream.
Oh, to think like a child again… how much more exciting would life be!
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