Quite a cold day, outside my window. It’s calm, quiet and very relaxed… day after the general elections.There is a nursery rhyme I used to teach to my little students back in a beautiful nursery school in Eldoret,Kenya.Here is a new rendition,for a much older crowd.
Oh be careful little eyes what you see. Because, often, nothing appears as it is.
Oh be careful little ear what you hear. Because, things get lost in translation.
Oh be careful little hands what you do. Because, you hold your future.
Oh be careful little feet where you go. Because, you lead.
Oh be careful little mouth what you say. Because, words are prayers.
Song: Vivaldi-Four seasons(Winter)