missed post for the 7th jan

Ok missed this one as the internet was down but this was my Friday morning.......

this morning started out with some much needed meditation....i've not been well over the past few days.
Had a nagging cold in Thailand which hit me the minute i left and has been getting progressively worse...not sure how much snot one head can make but i am sure i am over it....so blocked up my ears feel like i've been on an aeroplane and need popping...throut is scratchy and i'm not sleeping well so my whole body is just plain old tired....but, today i got to go to the Deaf School.
we rode the push bikes to the school (which in itself was fun but scary as they ride on the wrong side of the road here and the road rules...well lets just say there isn't really any, it's just whatever gets you there and alive!!!...lucky we're not in a big city as i would never have coped..
We reach the school in one peace and as soon as the kids see us we are smothered with attention and the toys we bring are quickly grabbed and taken away....i hop off my bike and one little kid comes up and punches me in the arm...then he moves to the front of me and decides that i need one of those punches in the belly!!!...i sure do have a way with kids!!!
feeling the love i stick close to Nuin and Chan and we go to the arts and crafts room were i just observe for a while (and try and get the guts to go outside and 'play' with these kids)...Chan decides to ask the class to draw a picture of cananda, the snow the bare trees etc...i am then ushered out to the awaiting crowd of children....again this is a 'wing it' kind of thing...i look around to see if anyone is not playing and what we have that we could play with....soccer was the easiest, as was catch...i start to walk over to one of the kids who wants to play soccer and another one grabs my arm (he is a little larger than the other kids and on our visit the previous day i pegged him as cheeky) i turn around and he has a huge smile on his face while he is rubbing his penis....i take no notice (on the outside cause on the inside i am freaking out!!!) and i casually walk away hoping to god that he doesn't follow me....i play a bit of soccer, a bit of catch...we find a basket ball hoop which is literally made of a basket and tied to a pole...i have two very short young kids trying to throw the ball in the hoop....they motion for me to try and i get it in (man i could never do that normally!!!)...they are excited and want me to do it again....one of them realizes that i am closer to the basket than he is so he starts looking around for what he can climb on...the balastrauding (located under the basket so not much use, plus a bit dangerous), the park bench seating which he soon realizes is too far away to make any difference then the step just under the basket...each time he trys he misses and becomes more frustrated...he then decides i should i be able to help him so he grabs my hand and takes me over to the step under the basket, then he gets on the step and literally climbs up on me to throw the ball....still no luck....he figures he'll take is ball and go elsewhere....
I get back to the open area where the other kids are and a frisbee nearly hits me in the head, i see the kids using the toys as weapons instead of play things...each item no matter what it was soon become some kind on misile or hitting devise...I'm starting to get nervous about a group attack on me.....
I find a houla hoop and me and one other kid start houla hooping....well maybe i houla'd and he just hooped......it was fun but later on was a constant thing that the kid wanted to see...just randomly he'd come up with the hoop and pass it to me...most of the time he'd just walk away after that but sometimes he'd stay and smile or laugh....it's the little things....
there were a couple of the little ones that didn't want to share and one of them ran away with a ball into the building only to come back with a whopper of a bump on this head and a large scratch on over his eyebrow....didn't seem to distrubed by it though...he kept up his rough little play so all was well...
One of the kids took the plastic bat and was running around trying to hit anything and anyone...he even managed to hit me in the bum as i bent down to get one of the balls off the ground....he thought that was very very funny and two of them chatted and giggled in the corner about it, all the while looking at me....
later it seemed that everyone had disappeared except for me and one of the down syndrome boys...he was quite happy to kick the ball to me and me back to him...another kid appeared so we all played together....later on we had two balls going...both the boys would kick it to me and they found it really fun to watch me chase after each ball and quickly kick it back....
we eventually were joined by one on the girls who i motioned to come and join and we started to play catch, another girl joined us and both were squeeling when the ball came near or they missed catching it...it was very cute...
then all of a sudden bat boy appeared again and he grabbed my hand and took me over to another ball so i could throw to him....he could hit it so we swapped...two throws later and he was bored so he just walked away....
i can tell you i could really feel the love!!!!
how could i be feeling so out of my depth!!!
they are only kids!!!
with weapons!!!
that i provided!!!
next time it's soft toys!!!