There are six small orphaned children here between the ages of 2 and 4 years old who have formed a family bond. When I give one a biscuit he or she will not leave me until I give them another 5 for their chums; if I don’t they will run off and fetch all the others, making certain they all get an equal share.
Yesterday I gave Moses (2yrs old) a plate on which there were 6 slices of pineapple, he can’t count. You could see the confusion and fear on his little face. Bless him he did hand the plate out to his chums and the look of relief on his face when there was a slice left for him.
These kids have experienced more hardship in their tender years that most of us are lucky enough to never do so in a lifetime. Yet, as a group they laugh, play and share together.
These happy little people highlight for me that it’s best if I avoid taking myself toooo seriously; for nothing of consequence is achieved without reflection, contemplation, a dollop of fun and sharing.