Children

     Children are innocents...
     I have five siblings and the last two are aged two and three, respectively. These two kids can be both mischievous and angelic, but I will not exchange them for silver and gold. They are more precious than gems to me. Their faces beamed with naivete made me go green.
     But this is certain: I like children because of their capacity to forget bad things which happened in their lives. Grown-ups can never do that---they can say they could, yet in deeds, they can't.
     Children can be mischievous sometimes but men are not supposed to to do such. A child will get a reprimand over an spiteful act, get anxious for a moment then forget it. An adult can't do that. He would likely grow angst or worse, think of revenge.
     Little kids can ask questions in all sorts and get the answers they want. but if a grown-up will throw a doubt or enquire of something, it will likely provoke an argument and later heat up the conversation. At times, it could lead to an undesirable event -- inflecting a person with sharp words.
     Children can have all the love in the world and would never want any other but their parents' attention. Yes, men can also gain love the world has offered, yet, they also loved so many things aside from a person's -- money, material things, and themselves.
     I do not dislike children because it's tedious to nurse ones like them but envy them instead because of some abilities that only they can do.
     ...and they don't lie.