WEEKLY LETTER !!!

Out of know where i was in a room full of colors , funny smells and pictures. There where also tiny chairs which  match the tables. The door opened a group of little kids came in giggling, they made a circle in the middle of the room, holding hands and start going around and around. They where having .... the word came to me fun.The memory was now blurry and i could i barely hear them. In a blink of eyes i was in the Givers room. 

Why couldn't we have fun such a simple thing and at the same time so complicated. Why couldn't we be free, have our own choice to be free. Its our life not the elders life.