Because we have parents who raised us to understand that our bodies weren't meant for the backside of a bullet, but for flying kites and jumping rope, and laughing until our stomachs burst.
Jo mums ir vecāki, kuri audzināja mūs saprast, ka mūsu ķermenis nav domāts lodei, bet gan pūķiem un lecamauklām, un smiekliem, līdz sāk sāpēt vēders.