I think this tale is such a big lie.
When one side has to works until dies,
Neither plays nor breaths the summer scent,
To survive in the dark winter tent.
Another just sings under the sunshine,
It could be just other lifestyle.
Of course! work and vision are required,
It’s not wrong to have them with smile.
Why to live a dim thirty years
And dream of freedom after the career.
What does life mean to you as an ant,
but future, everything takes for granted.
Why no one teach kids that we can
Concoct joy and success in the same plan.
And we can be the grasshopp-ant,
Singing life in the happy winterland.
# something I’ve never taught when I were a kid + now reading: 4 Hours Workweek (Tim Ferriss)