I
think that it’s amazing how wondrous ordinary things can seem in a child’s
mind. One memory definitely stands out as the best time I’ve witnessed this. I
was visiting my friend and her younger brother, and as it was a nice summer
day, we decided to take a walk in her brother’s favorite park. It was easy to
see why it was a young boy’s favorite park; it had a nice beach, as well as a
beautiful trail through a forest. And of the course, the kicker in a young
boy’s mind, a bridge over a busy railroad track. I know we’ve probably all seen
a young child excited to see a train, but this was on a different level. You
could see on his face how in awe he was. His eyes were completely fixed on the
train speeding by below him. He wasn’t alone in the excitement either. I saw a
few adults pretending not to be as excited by this as they were. We decided to
let him wait for the train to completely go by before we started on the forest
walk. Right when we got to the very top of the hill at the end of the pathway,
we heard a train horn in the distance, but getting closer. Her brother paused, and
them looked up with the happiest and most excited look on his face. He then
took off running down the hill, past the playground and onto the bridge, as the
train was getting close. My friend and I were laughing to each other as we
walked after him.
