
At the supermarket the other day, two kids, a boy and his slightly older sister, were outdoing each other on who can stand with just one foot the longest. Understandably, this balancing act was much to their mom’s consternation considering we were at the
condiments section (all those bottles of mayo), and she kept scolding them: for naught. Amusing, really.
I just have to hand it to kids. They’ve got
firm balance, and are entirely clueless about it, and it makes one watching them yearn for those nimble days of hopping from one tree stump to another.
Something tells me, I had better start minding my
forgotten yoga classes, especially the tree pose. God knows, I don’t want to end up like that woman with the edgy nerves.