Stood in the new playground taking everything in, I began to doubt this ‘futuristic’ design. Stealing glances at the other committee members it was clear they were uncomfortable too. The artist and architects on the other hand were looking totally pleased with themselves.
‘What do you think?’ the artist asked.
There was a slight pause then a feedback of mixed muttered words.
‘I guess the children will decided that,’ I spoke loudly and everyone agreed.
‘Let’s release them!’ someone called.
Hurrying behind the safety glass, we watched the gate rise up and all hell break loose.
(Inspired by; https://rochellewisoff.com/2018/01/03/5-january-2018/ with thanks).
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