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The ones I really feel for aside the more little children though are these median children, that are not babies but are not yet at puberty either. Life is a very unknown land to tread on for us all but this particular phase is the most confusing and scary of them all. One day, your friends are getting weird unexplained changes to their bodies and you start to pray hard that your time is not soon here, even when these are supposed to be blessings for adulthood. You wake up one morning and your gaurdians are no longer soft handed with you, you have suddenly become eligible for the rough and tough, you can only wonder "where did the love go?"
You are not sure whether to go to children's church or teen's church on Sunday. Oh, the greyness of it all!!
Camp fires have long been reserved for vigils and big village celebrations which is such an under utilisation if you asked me. How dare you use a chance to eat roasted liver, chicken, meat, vegetable or even marshmallow skewers only for two rare reasons? All the information, clarity, closure, bonding that can be shared in the warmth of the fire and flavour of lightly salted meats! It's about time we picked our wood.
I am advocating for the camp fire maker in you to show up in your home, walk with our pre-teens.
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