Same old song and dance. Never gets old.

I spent a solid two hours each day singing, dancing, and doing handclapping games with these little ladies.
Have you ever felt so full of joy, so at peace, that all you wanted to do was sing? All you wanted to do was dance?
The best thing about being young in our country is being naive. You have no sense of what it means to fear for your life. The boogie man is the only bad guy you know. The worst thing you can imagine happening is someone stealing your crayons, or pushing down your lincoln log house. It is a beautiful thing, the not knowing. You don't know what terrors are out there. What mankind is capable of. What you REALLY should be worrying about.
Your job is to play. Your job is to be happy. Your job is to love and be loved.
Our job is to keep you this way as long as we can. To preserve your imagination. To preserve your youthfulness. To keep you safe. To keep you happy.
Because for the rest of your life, with the peaks, comes the falls.

Young children here have experienced things adults haven't in America.
Some even from birth.
With beautiful life, comes devastating death.
To eat plentifully, you must live poorly in other aspects.
To be well clothed, you must eat less.
To get up and go to the bathroom in the night, you must tip-toe around the handfuls of people living in your same one room house.

The most beautiful thing I witnessed was the joy radiating from these children who experienced the above, and sometimes worse. Thankfully, some cases not nearly as bad.
Either way, they didn't lose their joy. They didn't lose their love. They got back on their horse. They share their love and joy with everyone they meet.

I don't know about anyone else. But I want to make it my job, to keep them this way as long as I can. To preserve their imagination. To preserve their youthfulness. To keep them safe. To keep them happy. To show them they are loved, and can love.

I'd say we have plenty of reasons to sing and dance.