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May 16, 2007

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Patricia

Because they are there? Because they can? Because it's the closest a kid can get to flying? (which I think most kids want to do).

Or if one wants to get all kooky psychological...a kid is small – does not have as much power as an adult. But put them in a tree, and KAZAAM!! The are the King of the World!

I loved climbing trees. I was still doing it as a teenager.

hadas

So why did we stop doing that as adults? (not me, of course - I would never dream on climbing a tree. Let me just sit/lay on the grass and I'm content - no further aspirations here thankyouverymuch) I mean: they're still there, right? and we're still small and quite powerless, unable to control (or escape) fate and destiny.

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