Day 87
Wednesday
Why I love working with children:
I’m standing at the sink of the women’s locker room washing my hands. There is a woman in a robe next to me putting on her face. Between us floats the faint voice of a small boy. It grows louder at a chorus only he knows and it warbles as he forgets words of the song. The woman and I make eye contact in the mirror and the song draws a smile out of us both. Being the only ones in the locker room we both know the voice belongs to her son. Rolling her eyes she sweetly calls, “¿Alejandro, te estas cambiando o te lo has olvidado?” (Alexander, are you changing or have you forgotten?) We both chuckle as he coos back “¡Sííííí!” (yessss), knowing he’s still playing with his swim goggles, while crooning, naked.
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