Saturday

Today I was walking into an ice cream shop, and this little kid came running out of the place. He was five or six years old, I guess. He had an ice cream cone in his hand. He was running really fast out of there, and he slipped and fell, he fell completely over – onto his side. Somehow, quite incredibly, amazingly skillfully, he was able to keep his ice cream cone upright and intact - it never left his hand even though he fell. He did not drop a single dab of ice cream, and he stood, pushing himself up with his free hand, and continued on his way.

Way to go, little man. Way to go.

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