last post bombed.

Something went wrong with my last post. When I was trying to post a diagram of the Stapu "field". Anyway, now I dont feel like writing about the games we played anymore. They dont sound as interesting when described. But they were phenomenal to play. Absolute teamwork. Childhood. I used to wonder as a child if I would ever grow up. Very irrational but had serious doubts about the issue. The fact that one day i would be grown up like my parents never crossed my mind. But as things usually are, the bad things inevitably happen. One happy thing is that my work keeps me in constant touch with children. They are a continuous source of wonder and entertainment. Its amazing how a little mass of tissue which can hardly shake its head slowly starts smiling. The smile of a 4 month old is precious. They would smile at anyone who smiles at them. No prejudice. Baby, baby smile at me, but i do wonder what you see, Just trivia, but do you know that when a baby is born, he can hardly see more than 20 cms from his face. And cant understand colour. Baby,s dreams would be cubist I guess.