The Little Girl Who Leads Us

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In former slave, Harriet Tubman’s yard (Auburn, NY)

We all grow up.  But maybe we grow up too fast. . . or too much?

“I go for a stroll and bump into a girl who is two or maybe a little older, that age when we’re all pagans.

The girl is skipping along, greeting all the greenery she sees:

‘Hello, grass!’ ‘Good morning, grass!’

Then she stops to listen to the birds singing in the tops of the trees.

And she applauds.”

~Eduardo Galeano, Children of the Days

 

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