My 8-yr old was carrying around his empty candy wrapper. I asked him to put it in the trash.
He walked over to the trash, carefully dropped the wrapper inside and softly said, “I will always remember you.”
Life in the Land of the Ice and Snow
Infiltrating Sweden one cinnamon bun at a time
I wonder if we, adults, would not have lost the kind perception of the world we had as when we children, perhaps we would live in a happier world.