Monday, 27 April 2009
Starting a Fight
Pink is roaring "I wanna start a fight!" but the kids sitting on the parliament balustrades don't look like their hearts are in it. They've come to demonstrate against the school reform, the school has given them time off for that. Now they're standing there, 50 kids, some of them are smoking, dangling their legs. They don't look like they're starting a fight. They don't look like anything really, just bored.
Kids these days, you're bound to think, and the adults driving past growl misgivingly that they should be in school, working like the rest of us. But these kids, the ones with the bored eyes and the downturned mouths are the ones who still think that standing there counts, that somewhere, somehow they are making a difference. They haven't defected to McDonald's yet, like their friends, for a day of giggling and sunshine. Perhaps they lack the imagination.
Kids these days, you're bound to think, and the adults driving past growl misgivingly that they should be in school, working like the rest of us. But these kids, the ones with the bored eyes and the downturned mouths are the ones who still think that standing there counts, that somewhere, somehow they are making a difference. They haven't defected to McDonald's yet, like their friends, for a day of giggling and sunshine. Perhaps they lack the imagination.
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