Sunday, August 12, 2007

The Sandbox

A little girl and little boy were playing outside in a sandbox.

With their shovels, the children were raising the sand up and then turning their shovels over, letting the sand fall to the ground. They watched all the tiny grains of sand as they fell. They raised the sand up then watched it fall. Raised it up and watched it fall, fall back to the ground.

A big kid suddenly appeared and swiped the children’s shovels. Laughing, the big kid ran away and was gone as quickly as he appeared.

The children paused, looking in the direction of where the big kid had run to. The children then looked at each other. A tear started to form in the little boy’s eye. The little girl looked down at the sand, and then, with her hand, she scooped some of the sand up, raised it into the air, and let it fall to the ground. She did again, scooping the sand up, and letting it fall to the ground.

The little boy joined her now, and together they raised the sand up then watched it fall. Raised it up and watched it fall, fall back to the ground.

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