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Innocence

Real story from my cousin...cute and funny.

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Innocence of a 5 year old
 
One day while I was driving home, my 5-year-old son was sitting in the rear on his 
safety seat when the radio program talked about the Buddhism idea of transmigration (輪迴).
“What is transmigration, dad?” He asked. 
“Transmigration? Uhhh…” I tried to come up with words understandable to him. 
“Some people believe that life comes over and over again after death. If you are a good 
guy and you do good things, when you die, you will become a baby and be born again 
by a mommy. But if you are a bad guy and you do many, many bad things… “. 
At this very moment, an ugly and dirty strayed dog happened to pass by our car. 
“…you will become a poor animal just like the dog, or like the flea in its body.” I continued 
with my finger pointing on the dog. 
Then there was a long silence.
“Are you OK?” I turned my eyes back on him and was astonished to find that he was weeping. 
“Dad, am I too late (to do good things) now?” He asked with tears.
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