Beauty of being innocence

I went to hospital last night with my mom. And when we were waiting for the doctor, I can’t help but give my attention to this young boy in front of me.

I guess he was waiting also, with his parents. During all the waiting, he, maybe just like any other kid, was pretty much busy with his own world.

First act was, maybe I guess he thinks that he’s a spy or maybe army. He found a small book that he could fold and use it as a telescope or spyglass, I don’t know, and starts talking by himself. He talks with a very slow volume but pretty much enthusiastic. It seems that he’s making conversation with his partner (who’s off course nowhere to be seen)

Then he starts running here and there, showing kungfu style. It was a really funny and valuable view. And there he was, in front of everybody, but didn’t at all care that people will think it’s something uncomon and weird, and that people will laught at him. He just there, having fun, busy with his own exciting world.

He doesn’t care about what’s the common rules, the common ethics, the common values. Maybe because they just don’t suit his great imagination.

What I have in mind was,, how beautiful it is to be just as innocence as children. Then my mom said, that she once heard this saying that if adults could be just as innocence as children then the world will be a peace place to live.

And maybe it’s right. Because maybe when we try to be innocence, to be pure, to stay fresh, and try to think the world in our perspective. Without having all “common” framework of thinking that has been set for years and years. Then we would have the courage to do something out of the ordinary and eventualy make a great big change to the world. And that’s the beauty of staying innocence :)