JUMPING THROUGH HOOPS
Having met the Friday mothers I am no worse for
wear - passing through them as I was - slacks and
jeans and hair. They seemed so self-possessed.
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The terminal itself, it seethed with quiet. The
getting-to was all the thing - cars and strollers
and carriages and bags, and the rattle of all
those kids - truly, a hubbub of inequitude.
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But, I beg to differ this : a man who spends all
his days with kids - like that father with two
nine-year olds - now that is a different thing.
Though he says he loves his free-time too, what
can be learned from the winds and wings?
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'Having met the Dalai Lama,' another says, 'I am
no worse for wear. His wisdom said 'adore the
little words, for there is a wisdom there.''
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