I can't remember the age of getting a key of my own, but I remember it was quite sacred. Imagine an adult, giving you a key to keep for yourself. You are responsible for it if it get lost! How cool is that!
That is why i feel fascinated when the Mercy kids hold a big bunch of keys next to their pocket. They don't put it inside, they left it hanging, clinging to each other, making noice, as if to announce to all that they hold the KEY! The more heavy the bunch is, the more likely it is for their pants to drop when they are fighting or swinging their body!
They may lose their books, their spoons, or their cups, but they never lose their keys.
One dance rehearsal i had with the boys, I asked them to flip over.
Three to four bunch of keys fell from their pockets.
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