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After dinner, my daughter, a seven-year old girl, came into the study and complained that the homework was a terrible burden, and she said, crying: “Why should I have to do so much work, while my uncles and grandma are so happily enjoying the weekend?” She is apt to get distracted and homework is always a pain for her, a trait maybe inherited from her mom. Considering that today is Friday, and she has enough time to finish it tomorrow, I said: ”Let’s go to the garden to have a ride.” On the way, she invented a game in which one says the color of something in the surroundings, and another guesses what that something is. We sat in a pavilion for a long time, and guessed almost everything in the dark surrounding us.