Once Upon A Playground

This used to be a playground back in the 80's and now it is a playground for my kids. An imaginary one. I like to call it "Once Upon A Playground". 

When we first moved in to this apartment eleven years ago, there was a slide in this playground, it is gone now. Still, it doesn't stop me from bringing my kids here to play. They will just have to use their own imagination to play around this area and seek their own fun. Somedays, I'd throw in bubbles if I am not too tired and they will be so thrilled. 

Our old, beat up, raw and rustic playground will be a place my kids remember as the place they grow up playing in. I never find this place appealing to me but whenever I see Scarlett and Chester running around in this space and playing happily, I like it better. Sunset here is extraordinarily beautiful. 

Sometimes to find beauty in the ugliest setting is simply just to fill it with people. Kids don't get the aesthetics of things yet. They go by their feelings and emotions. These two never seem to mind about this place although Scarlett sometimes get scared of dead insects lying around. Nonetheless, she will rarely say no to this playground if I offered to bring them down for an hour before dinner. 

Since the weather is warmer, I brought Chester down for a stroll this morning. Without his sister, he usually stays at the playground for a little while and then head off to elsewhere around our hood. I will follow him and let him decide where he wants to go. I can give him directions when I need him to head home and he will follow. It gets easier now as compared to how I used to wrestle with him to get him home and carried him up the slope. 

My little monkey

Chester walking towards this Christian secondary school a block away from my apartment, which also serves as a church on Sundays. Often, I so wanted to visit and attend because it is so near to me but unfortunately the sermon is conducted in Cantonese and I find that hard for me. Although I speak Cantonese "fluently" but having to study the Bible and read the words in Chinese will just be way too challenging. 

"Chester, I can't carry you up this slope anymore. You have to walk on your own." And so, he ran. I hope he can carry this attitude through his life. When he gets no help from anyone, he is able to do even better.