Tag: play
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Morning Coffee Talk~50/365
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Good Morning, This image is one of my favourites that I have taken of my daughter and is both sentimental for me and expressive of her playful nature. I was looking at it today and thinking of how important it is to remain lighthearted and free. We get that bashed out of us as we…
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Morning Coffee Talk~14/365
Good Morning, I remember as a child playing with friends on terraced hills above my village in Lebanon, and we did this crazy thing of jumping from one terrace to the next (and these were high terraces), screaming something ridiculous in Arabic like: ‘my mother threw me and the Virgin Mary caught me’. We were…
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Day 29~ December 29th~ Guilin
Where the seconds melt into minutes, and the minutes into hours, where conversations flow, where bonds are made, where friendships and money are made and lost… the village card game.
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Day 29~ August 29th~ Boracay
I dream of a world where blue overwhelms the red. I dream of times when all will cease to compete for self gain. I dream of a place free of war, hate and anger. I dream in blue.
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Day 25~ June 25th~ Xinjiang
For these children their alley will soon become a distant memory… We often go back to the places where we grew up and most of us find ourselves surprised at how much smaller they look, how much our imagination added to them over the years, how developed they look or how abandoned. For the children…
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Day 15~ June 15th~ Xinjiang
To play where only earth, air, water and fire are your toys, to be chased by the wind, to chase the butterflies, to be tickled by the rays of the sun, and to become best friends with the planet you live on… There could be no playground more ideal, and there could be no…
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Day 7~ May 7th~ Cambodia
There is a magical thing about children, which is the ability to use anything around them for creating a unique playground. I remember playing near our house in a Lebanese village jumping down a terraced field from one level to another hoping that no bones were broken, and making glue from tree sap and flower…
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Day 10~ April 10th~ Congo
It was a Sunday morning in Goma and we had spent the early morning in the medical center meeting and photographing refugee children. The children and their parents had nothing but rags on, some had bandages, very tired faces and exhausted smiles. And then driving back on the black volcanic streets of the city I…
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Day Three Hundred Fifty, January 7, 2012
Flour, wax, sugar, salt, cotton, milk, talc and a few other unidentified items from around the house… these were the ingredients of Lea and her friend Emma’s experiment on the kitchen floor today. Part of the experiment I discovered later in the freezer and the other a couple of days later under Lea’s bed growing…