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February 18, 2010
A shared moment.
A few days ago I was walking along Holloway road, dodging others either shopping or like myself hurrying home from work, when I noticed a small boy, My guess about 3 years old, reaching out to touch people as they walked past him, his Mum was oblivious as she held his hand, her mind probably on what she needed when she reached the front of the fruit stall queue.
As I watched he reached out and tapped anybody who came close enough, and nobody noticed, until a young boy a few years older than himself turned round and gave him a scowl, however he wasn't put off and carried on with his game.
When I reached him, I held out my hand and was rewarded with a high five and a beaming smile,which made my heart sing.
I may never see him again,but we shared a moment and to me it was gift all the way.
Posted by Shelliz at February 18, 2010 05:23 PM