Yesterday was a rainy and dreary day here in Buenos Aires. I did not have a lot of motivation to go to class, especially since I only have one class on Monday and Wednesday, but I had to give a presentation so I went anyway. I walked down the same street I always walk down to get to school but this time I saw a little boy I had never seen before. The boy was playing outside of his apartment building with a small toy boat. This scene brought a smile to my face because the boy was splashing in a very small puddle while pushing his toy boat through the minimal amount of water.
When I was young and playing in puddles I knew so little about the world. The thought of whether children in other countries also played in puddles would have never and has since, never crossed my mind. Many things about the Argentine culture are very different than what I am used to but it was a pleasant realization that playing in puddles is an international occurrence.
