Ch 38: Dreaming Above the Clouds

Reflections on my flight over to China Dec 16-17.

A lot of kids in China means a lot on the plane going back to China. Most cried and made a general fuss about the bother of travel. All actually, except one. He was content to just lounge around his mommy and take the occasional walk. A cute kid. During one of his walks he stumbled over one of my errantly placed legs- he smiled and spoke to me in gibberish (or was it a form of Chinese I did not understand?). He couldn't be more then two so I would assume the former. But then again my Chinese isn't much better then a two year olds so perhaps I am the one guilty of not understanding =p?

Being so small he was able to sleep in what looked like a large bath bucket. Sleep comes so easily to children (and many adults of which I am unfortunately not one). You dream when you sleep and when you can't sleep as easily (like me) you are forced to dream when you are awake.

I dream of an equitable world where every kid gets a shot at growing up as a first class citizen. I feel that our generation can fill in the gap towards making this a reality and that the bulk of this labor will be done through business.

I wondered what the kid in the bath bucket dreamt of?

Perhaps we are not so different.