Older kids (more like young men)

Back to inventing topics off the top of my head.

Well, on what I recall to be a Thursday -- Yeah, Thursday -- Anya and I went to the park, and I think Mark and Michelle were to meat us there shortly afterwards, (probably after a shower or something.). Anya and I had just finished a little run (little for her, little killer on me; the girl has some serious stamina!) and we sat down on the steps, the same place where I had my rain shower and Marina hurt herself. We talked briefly, and eventually, a few older boys came along, perhaps early twenties. They asked me questions, through Anya, as to why I was there, weather I did drugs, slept around, smoked or any of that. When Anya finished telling them I had not done any of these, the one who had asked seemed surprised, and his answer to that was something along the lines of: "how can you live like that?". I had Anya tell him that it was in Christ that I felt fulfilled and did not need any of these. I was still tired and overheating from my run with Anya, but we talked a bit, some kids arrived and somehow, it got around to my being asked to race them on their motorcycles (or motorscooters, not sure which it would be). I declined, but shortly afterwards, the younger boys on their pedal bikes said they'd race me on that. I won the race, and the boys were fairly impressed. later that day, the one who had done most of the talking, the one who had asked me how I can live this way, came over when M&M had arrived. He parked there and kind of watched for a bit. Seeing as Mark and a few kids and I were playing Frisbee, I did a tentative swing to show him I was going to toss it, he shook no but shortly after, I did toss it to him, and he caught it and returned it. Put his phone down and stayed there a bit, a few more passes and he was playing with us almost as enthusiastically as the 12 year-olds. It was cool, for sure. It looked as though he were trying to hid a smile at some points, and that was rewarding. We invited him to the camp tomorrow, but he didn't show up. But I do believe we have a slight bond between us, a young man who talked to a mid-teen out-lander. 

Well, hope that was interesting. Not sure I told anyone this story...

PS: I'm thinking of posting my Journal entries on here... Just wondering on if you are interested. if so, please leave a comment, or e-mail me at: scott.simpson.scythers@gmail.com and put Uky as subject (so I don't mix it up with my Ukraine team mail) and let me know if you would like me to post your comment for you, as I hear many are having difficulties posting comments...

--Scott