Ah, to be a Child again!
So, it was 11:50pm when I reached Little Havana. I needed to rest, after a short, but intense night at Yukiko’s party. As I sat down for my ginger ale, a smoke in my hand, I looked over to the Dart Board.
This kid’s gotta be around 7-8 years old. Must be Phillipe’s. He’s there, looking for something. Finally, he picked up this Yellow dart from under a table, stood by the line, and flung the poor needle at the Board. It richocheted off with a thud against the cardboard wall. He ran for it, scrambled on the ground, picked it up, ran back to the line, and flung it again. He ran for it, picked it up again, and fling it again, and again. This went on for a good 3 minutes. Suddenly he stopped. I rummaged through my bag, I took a sip of my ginger ale, and lit another cigarette.
So, I turn back at this kid and this tiny ‘lil things huffs and puffs, heaving along this tall brown chair, at least 2 and a half times his height. And plops it down behind the line. He climbs all the way to the top, and whacks away again at the dart board. Then, he climbs all the way down, picks up the dart, and climbs right back up. And this went on, and on, and on…
Really got me thinking, that if it was an adult, most of us would’ve probably just give up after a few times. But this kid doesn’t know how to quit. He just keeps at it, and keep at it. A truly excellent quality, me thinks, which a lot of kids have. And a lot of us so-called "grown-ups"… well, kinda forget.
You know, that’s how adults should be with Salsa, and heck, dance and a lot of things in general! If it’s hard, I gonna keep at it. Until I get it.
And you know what, in the end, this kid scored a bulls-eye. And the next thing you know, he’s jumping up, trying to reach for the dart. Probably to keep throwing the damn thing ’till it breaks….
Sigh! To be a Child again…
