Grumpy

I smiled today as I sat in a queue of traffic going to work. A small child was not budging an inch. He was determined that he wasn’t moving until he got what he wanted. I thought how easily we often give in, for peace or for ease. Then I realised, we negotiate, however he hadn’t worked that out yet.

He stood,

Feet firmly planted on the ground

no movement

glued to the pavement

arms folded,

tightly across his chest.

mouth down

frown upon his face

scowling

eyes closed

his mother called

eyes opened

his mother shouted

foot stamped hard

his mother turned away.

moved slowly

He waited,

he watched

as the gap grew

his arms fell

his face changed

he ran with all his might

shouting

small hand

slipped into big hand

happy again.

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