How children are, connected to the fathers, who work away from the homes, to provide for their, families, translated…
The celebration of the temple is about to, start.
The noises, the cars, the assortments of busyness, boiling, bubbling up.
I'd loved being in the midst, looking closely at the faces, making the sketches.
Closely examining the characters the performers portrayed, the delicate colors painted, the masters, the guardians, to the various deities' characteristics, their, duties, to make all those, different looks of the faces, like they're all, actually, on earth, watching over the people.
As there was a temporary break during the painting of the faces, there was a little girl, who'd, barged in, leapt into the arms of the man who's had his, face, painted. But he'd portrayed the soul collector from hell, and, isn't that little girl, fearful of, him?
It'd reminded me of an actor, he'd, stayed away from home, filming long term, and finally, he'd found the time, to go home.
He was unsettled, thought that his two-year-old child wouldn't, recognize, him.
the photo fo the father, gazing lovingly into the eyes of his, young daughter, captured by the writer...courtesy of UDN.com
As he saw from a distance, in the park, his young, leaning on his wife's shoulders, he couldn't help himself, but rushed forward to them.
And, soon as the child saw him, the child started voicing out "daddy", then, spreading his arms, wide, open.
Just like that little girl, whose smile expanded across her face, welcoming her father, who's, hidden underneath that, painted, face…………
Sure, certainly, there's, love in the world. The warmth, are constantly, all around us.
This is on the connectedness of the father and the child, and unfortunately, this doesn't happen regularly enough, and this can only be found, in the working class families, because the children are usually, maturer than other children their age, and, they'd, appreciated their parents more, because daddies are working hard, to keep us all together, to make enough money for us to live off of.
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