Dear children

"They are stealing our children's childhood", is one of the most popular phrases in the chat of mothers of which I too am a part. My daughter by dint of hearing her say, yesterday she told me the same: «They are stealing our youth!». Listening to certain phrases, I can't help but hear my grandfather's voice echoing within me, who would undoubtedly have replied with a phrase like this: "Dear boy, even under the bombs I was young !!!". Then I would like to tell you my dear daughter, and my dear children, no one will ever be able to steal your youth, this is your time and you are living it as true heroes, if I were the President of the Republic I would give you a medal of merit one by one. Your epicness is unmatched!

 

You must know dear children that with your obedience, meekness and docility to change you are truly saving the world! I believe it from the bottom of my being. It is you who show us the way to go! The people who wear a mask on their neck or elbow should learn from you, who live as if the greatest freedom we have was the aperitif and the restaurant, and flock to drink and eat as if there was no tomorrow. .. how they should fill an implacable inner hunger and thirst. We often wonder if we will be better in the end. Yes, my children, all of you, you will be better, you already are ... dear children remember the words of grandfather bis: «Time cannot be stolen, it can only be wasted!».