Wednesday, 5 May 2010

The Girl with her bicycle


We regularly bike up to the stone bridge near our gate, a magnificent structure older than the United States. Unfortunately, local teenagers here sprayed graffiti on the inside of the bridge; it's impossible for me to imagine anyone doing that to almost anything, let alone a bridge like we have.

When The Girl saw it she clenched her fists and hissed, "Teenagers! They are so naughty!"

Some are, I said. You won't be like that, will you?

"No!" she said. "I will never be a teenager!"

Well, you have to be before you can be a grownup, but you can be one of the good ones.

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