A Breath of Fresh Air

Last night there was an eleven year old on TV in one of the myriad game shows that air during prime time. I was so intrigued by the host's response to this little person. He told the kid that he was "a breath of fresh air" and had the little guy calling him "Uncle" before the end. But I got to thinking, he is so right. "A breath of fresh air"-- what a perfect metaphor. Children do not look with our eyes. Take it from me, if you ever need to break a fear of public speaking, start with an audience of kids. They couldn't care less about how eloquent you are or whether or not they can hear your voice shaking. No matter what, they love you for the time you give them. Now, they'll tell you things honestly-- "You can't sing," "You didn't do it right," etc. etc.-- but it doesn't matter to them. They still love you. It's so amazing! How quickly that all fades, making such an attitude a breath of fresh air for the rest of us.