Kids' story

One of the things i really enjoy while running in the club is watching the small kids playing whether in the playground or in the kinder garden area ... it's always beautiful to see how these kids act and react to you passing through them.

But today i stopped by a bunch of kids something like primary school kids and they seemed to be having a fight and i was really interested in hearing the conversation.

Kid X : أنا خلاص مش عايز أكلمك تانى

Kid Y : وانتا فاكر نفسك مين انا مش هكلمك تانى

Kid X: مش هتكلمنى تانى طيب ابقى شوف مين هيصاحبك اصلا

Kid X & Z: يلا نمشى ونسيبه لوحده كده

The funny thing is that when we grow up we forget our kidish nature i wonder if that's a good thing or a bad thing i mean we all have arguments with each other but we don't say the words we want to say to each other, deep inside us we talk like (kid X Y Z) but we don't show it we just keep hiding .. i still believe in a matter of days things will go fine with (kid X Y Z) cause at the end they know why they fought for at first place.

The beautiful thing about children is that they're so simple and they're so HUMAN in what the word means .. they jump when they want to jump they cry when they feel bad and they run when they want to run ... they smile when you pass through them and they keep walking around trying to discover the weird neighborhood in the club, but as they grow up they keep walking around more often trying to discover the weird mysteries of life.