People, Places, and the Palatable: Egg and Soldiers... and Ceramic Painting

I think it is luxury to have chances to be a child again. Not to re-live my childhood, or anything like that. It was done, and I am happy where I am with an adult brain, job, a doting husband, driver's licence, and the list goes on! But to be child-like amidst life's complexities.

"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them,

for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these"

Matthew 16:14

Growing up, I always wondered about that verse in the bible. Do children get special favor? But don't all children grow up? What then? I think we become more legalistic as we get older, maybe even jaded by responsibilities, bills, commitments, and relationships. We can also be quite hard on ourselves. There is always something we can do better, someone we aspire to be, some things we would like to have and some kilos to lose because the metabolism slows!

So, sometimes, we forget to smell the flowers, to sing, to trust, and to love.

In my work, I adore seeing children for their well checks, their colds, their broken arms, vaccination, and others. It is a chance to be silly - looking for kitty cats in their ears, listening to weetbix in their tummies, giving them neck massages (to feel for lymph glands) and much more. At the end, I enjoy putting a little star stamp on their hands, whether or not there were tears. Because they have been a star. On the other extreme, I do see cases where children get hurt and have their childhood stolen from them due to abuse. Not necessarily sexual abuse, but also neglect, emotional, and physical abuse.

I dedicate this blog to all children around the world. Let them not be forgotten. I also would like to dedicate this to all people. Let us not forget to be child-like amidst life complexities.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,

All the King's horses and all the King's men,

Could not put Humpty Dumpty together again.