Thursday, 29 March 2007

The Children

The next day, an initial look through the gap into the entrance to the shelter revealed a blackened, brick-lined tunnel. At that point I didn´t have a torch or a camera and I did not climb inside. I was thinking of buying a book. I am not brave.

But of course Spanish children are.

That weekend, from my balcony I saw three little boys in the park. They were playing with bangers. Spanish people love bangers, especially those that sound like nuclear explosions.

Or are those quiet?

To increase effect, the boys started throwing the bangers inside the tunnel.

"Stop!" I shouted, thinking of gas.

They waved and went inside.

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