Welcome to Let It Be Easy with Susie Moore.

This little story from Ticknut Han today is one of the reasons I just love children.

They're so wise.

To me, they are absolute teachers and I love spending time with children whenever I can,

because I think it also keeps my inner child awake, and I see the world through the eyes of

the unlimited versus how culture has taught us to see things, which, you know, there are a lot of restrictions, there are rules,

there are things that are possible and impossible.

Ask a child if they want to be an astronaut, and they'll tell you yes, and they'll believe

it's all possible because anything is possible.

This story is called apple juice and pine cones. One day four children were playing at

our farm community outside Paris. One was Tan, who was not yet four and a half. The other three

were from her school. Ty was staying with us for several months while her father looked for a job in Paris.

The four children ran off to play on the hillside behind the house and were gone for about an hour.

When they returned to ask for something to drink, I took our last homemade bottle of apple juice and gave them all a full glass serving Ty last.

Since her juice was from the bottom of the bottle, I had some pulpinid.

When she'd noticed the particles, she pouted and refused to drink it.

So the four children went back to the games on the hillside, and Ty had not drunk anything.

Half an hour later, when I was meditating in my room, I heard her calling.

Tai wanted to get herself a glass of cold water, but even on tiptoes, she couldn't reach the forcet.

I reminded her of the glass of juice on the table and asked her to drink that.

Turning to look at it, she saw that the pulp had settled, and the juice looked clear and delicious.

She went to the table and took the glass with both hands.

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