Kids and a playground

Though I can't remember the feeling I used to bask in, I do recall feeling quite exhilarated whenever, as a child, I was out in the playground, running around with friends. It was a feeling that was possibly unmatched in the happiness index -- for a 7-year-old. It's like I was born to play, play, play. Recess and dismissal were my favorite times of the day because these meant time for playing. There's something about wide open spaces that gives a child an unparalleled sense of freedom.


We recently had a photo shoot with two-, three- and four-year-olds. It was held in a public park, and if one stopped long enough to really watch the kids, it would be easily noticeable that they were so gleeful on account of the freedom to run around with all that open space. But I think the photos didn't capture just how fun it was for them. And how exhausting it was for us grown-ups =)



Marco, the 2-year-old boy, looked serious and stared a lot--then broke into disarming expressions at the most unexpected times. Here he is after being photographed with twin girls Dharma and Nirvana, who were still gamely striking poses for their mom's camera toward the end of the pictorial.


"Huli ka!" Hehe. These kids, when caught off-guard, squealed with delight.