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a mellow me and children's day

i remember the post i wrote many years back on children's day and the commercial venture it has become. well, time has passed and i'm in a different place now...plus i took a lot of heat for my last post so i better say something nice about the kids today.

its great that we have one single day in a very busy year, to consciously slow people down from their intensely fast-paced lives to give a thought for children. the media frenzy and marketing push leading up to the day is really wild and must be costing altogether close to half a billion in the marketing budget of manufacturing countries around nigeria. not bad for the economy, not bad for the kids, unfortunate for the parent's pocket but an overall worthy exercise.

the flipside of this celebration, as with all celebrations, is that it over-emphasizes the necessity of having children by persons old enough to conceive. its funny how much more aware i am of the many people who have been trying for kids for years on end and it just hasn't happened yet. i bet they have no ill feelings towards other people's kids or the celebration of children, but it will naturally remind them of the situations outside their control. but hey, same with christmas and muslims, same with valentine and single lonely women and same with easter and thorough-bred sinners. someone's gotta feel bad about something, no matter what.

so, i won't say much today, except to say to everyone who still has parents: "Happy Children's Day". Please take time out and roll on the floor with your children, if thats the least you can do.

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