haiku
bells and whistles ring
from the small child's hand-held toy
too, too much noise.
We rode the train from Shanghai to Beijing. The train station is adjacent to the airport. I thought that was really handy. On our train car we were the only tourists. I had a great time observing all the locals. Many of the groups travelling were families.
Joy,
ReplyDeleteDo you happen to have a picture of this child toy? If so, maybe you can post the poem again with the photo. I'm enjoying learning about traveling about in China. Thanks!
Sorry, Linda. I don't have a picture of the toy. In fact I wrote this poem as a way of getting rid of my frustration. I was stuck on the train with this kid and his parents and evidently the other riders thought it was perfectly all right for the redundant noise to go on forever. I thought there was a lot of noise pollution in China and I normally don't notice that sort of thing. I'm wondering if China's one child rule has created over indulgent parents, but I guess it is a cultural thing.
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