I live across the street from a kindergarten. Kindergarten,where I live in Switzerland, is two years and begins at four. Theyhave their own building and most of the children walk by themselvesto school. Except, they don't walk. They run.

As adults, we run, too. When we're very late, or when we're inexercise clothes, trying to get in shape or just get into ourjeans. But, these children are not late. They aren't trying to loseweight. They are just running, from their houses to the school. Andthey laugh while they are doing it.

They run in clumps of threes and fours. Sometimes they holdhands. Sometimes they don't. They all stop at the curbs andlook carefully, right and then left, as their parents and thesafety officer, who came to their kindergarten, explained to them.And once they are assured of the safety of the situation, they takeoff, running, until they arrive at the kindergarten gate.