This afternoon, as I was stuck in Sydney Airport waiting for my delayed flight for Melbourne, I sat down with my book at the most reliable coffee shop I could find in the domestic airport. A little girl with her baby tiger doll named Tiny came sitting next to my stool and I said hello.
"Oh hello, what's your name?"
"Jemima," she said.
"I'm Nadia, how are you?"
"Good. I'm going to my grandma's house in Gold Coast. But the plane takes so long. My grandma has a swimming pool in her house."
"Oh really? Is it deep? Are you brave enough to swim in it?
She answered confidently yet politely, "See. I'm already 5, I can swim."
Oh man where has our bravery gone to.
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