Every day I went down to the park to feed pigeons.
Every day I saw the young girl crawl towards the slide before
her mother pulled her away.
But soon she would visit, crawl and try to climb up it with
permission, once she learnt how to stand and how to climb.
It took months, but every day she tried, and every so often she
got one rung higher.
Until, eventually, she made it to the top, and then slid
down.
I never saw a look of such satisfaction.
And then she began to work towards two in one day.
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