Kids are the same the world over. It doesn't matter if they have to beg bread, they still love to swing.
Living in Central America and spending time with what we would call poor kids has only made me appreciate life more. Laughter is the same everywhere. Flying through the air and feeling your tummy stay up when you fall to earth is worthy of giggles no matter what your designation in life.
This is simple joy.
May we all be simple enough to experience it.
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