Get out of the Play!
I was cozy and relaxed on my walk to the park, watching the trees sway back and forth in the wind as I rode along in my stroller.
And then BRIGHT! Everything is bright! And SCRATCHY. Scratchy grass beneath my feet. I like grass. And look, the playground. Oh I love the playground.
But there are some kids. Some big kids. And I’ll just wait a minute and watch them before I join in. I’m happy to wait. And there’s this nice grass to play with, and look an ant! Where are you going ant?
“Do you want to climb up here?”
Mummy wants me to climb now. But look at this ant! And it has ant friends, and they’re all walking in a line. That’s funny!
“Come and feel the sand!”
Oh, I have to feel the sand. But the ants aren’t walking to the sand, they’re going this way, and I kind of want to follow. Where do they go?
“Why don’t you go down the slide?”
Ah! And now Mummy’s picked me up and the ants are so tiny and I can’t see them from up here and what if I lose them and ‘NOOOO!!!!’
“No hitting!”
I’m not supposed to hit. But I wasn’t hitting. I just wanted to get down. I was trying to see my ant friends.
“Climb this! Put your foot here!”
But I can’t follow my ant friends anymore because I’m supposed to be climbing.
“Come on, hurry up, slide down, it’s fun.”
It’s high up here! And maybe I can find my ants. Except there’s no time again because I have to slide. But the slide scares me a bit. The slide is big, and I want to wait and watch how the other kids do it first.
“Go on, the other kids want a turn too, I’ll help you, I’m waiting”
But I have to go first, and Mummy is waiting.
“Good job! Now let’s go on the swing!”
