First time…

What a simple thing, going up a ladder! Most of us won’t get excited about climbing up one, but not this young man. After waiting all his life, six long years, he was finally granted the permission to go up the ladder and hand his dad the christmas lights. The climb, an ordinary act for many, became so much more than that, for this child. The thrill of doing something for the first time, the sense of adventure, anicipation of what awaits at the top, the feeling of importance at being considered a big boy –  all  reflected on his face. It is a forward progression in his young life. For the first time, instead of the usual caution words, ‘be careful, don’t fall’, he was asked to do something dangerous and exciting . A little man, with responsibilities. It is a rite of passage for him. He knows it, his face shows it.


12 thoughts on “First time…

  1. It was too short. The starting theme was captivating, but I wanted to read more- almost like you started telling a story about this boy climbing up a ladder and did not finish it.


  2. I wanted the picture to do the talking, on this one. But going back and reading it again, I see what you are saying. I found the expression on his face priceless.


  3. The pictorial expression is nicely reflected in your write-up. A great beginning. Keep’em coming..Will await more of these.


  4. so beautifully written….moments which have become insignificant to us is so precious for the little people—stopping and looking at life through their amazed eyes is so very interesting


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