The little ones

As I sit waiting to pick up my grandson up after school I look around.

In all the cars, there are so many. Most other cars have little ones in them (children), and all the adult heads are looking down at their phones. The little ones simply being with no interaction. Just looking at the adult. I wonder what they are thinking. I wish I was an iPhone?

Published by Cheringway

I enjoy the company of those who lift others. I am an advocate for children and those who do not have a voice. I enjoy reading, learning, and teaching.

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