mira meets world

We’re already driving for about 1h. It’s a boring drive, just cars, trees and calm music is playing in the radio. The kids in the back get more and more restless. So we make up a riddle to entertain them. „So, there is a triangle, going from him, to her, to me. Who does it belong to?“ The kids start guessing and asking, trying to figure it out. Time passes. They’re getting frustrated but won’t give up. They even try to bribe us with sweets or empty promises, but we won’t give them the solution. The next day in training we keep going. More triangles, more guesses, more Kids joining, trying to figure it out together. And then, finally, one boy’s eyes light up, a smile grows on his lips.

I wonder when I last felt like that. Determined to finish something, refusing to give up, just pushing and trying until I’ve done it, the satisfaction when I did it. I’ve felt something similar before, but not quite this. So, when did I stop doing something just to do it and feel excited about it?