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Blissful ignorance

Daddy, why is it I have to go to school?
I’d rather stay at home and watch TV.
Are you going to work today? Why do you go? You never seem to like it.
Will it always be sunny days and wile-away afternoons?
And sandcastles and new toys and ice cream van sirens?
I’ll never be as old as you, will I?
I will remain eternal young with older people looking after me.
A lot of older people seem so unhappy. Why don’t their parents buy them toys to make them feel better?
When I am older, will every holiday be a new adventure, with hunting crabs in rock-pools, finding our way out of mazes and being the king of a castle made of cushions?
Nothing will change that, will it?
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