EVER DREAM THIS MAN?
every night throughout the world hundreds of people dream about this facehttp://thisman.org/
No I don't wanna put his face in my blog because his look is.. pretty disturbing, and scary, like the clown scary kind of face.
What I felt like blogging today, the above wasn't what that caught me thinking, because I've never had that guy in my dream before, but it might. Since now I know how he looks like.
It's more about, children, childhood.
Haven't been to the nearby Padang for a long time... a really loong time, ever since I started to, grow, I guess.
I used to, try to fit in the boys, play basketball, running around without attributing much to the team because
I'm a girl.
Which is sad.
But I tried.
It was still, fun. Cycling with the other kids, taking my ex-dogs there, letting them run wild. Swing and swing. Wind and sunset and birds and and... etc.
If I go further back to my younger days, i remember planting traps in a padang near my grandma's house, but now it's all cemented up. With a big clock tower in the middle.
One must acknowledge the power of PADANGS!
Because it is where children, and parents, (maybe) learn.
- learn to socialize
- train up their reflexes and stamina and every other body aspects through sports, like a simple football, or chase chase, basketball, cycling.
- in touch with erm, nature
- build up their body structure and metabolism
- seeding a good habit since young
- Grouping and bonding
- Beneficial factors can go on and on
Greens are always good, except for toxic green.We are, after all, once from the wild. So why not go back occasionally?
Oh craving for seafood... and oyster.
