Wednesday was Guy Fawkes Night in the UK, due to Guy Fawkes trying to blow up the house of parliment with gunpowder. Since the for some reason we have ‘penny for the Guy’, where kids make up a dummy to resemble Guy Fawkes, and get passers-by to give them money in order that they can buy fireworks for the big day. It used to be known as ‘bonfire night’, but due to the health and safety  crowd, no one seems to light bonfires any more. I remember as a child, I was about 6 or 7,  my (older) friends and I gather up as much wood as we could find set it up to burn in our local playground. We lit it that night - the flames must have been 30 feet high! I remember feeling the heat on a cold winter’s night, and feeling so proud of myself for helping set it up. Now days a group of kids setting up a bonfire would probably get arrested, but looking back, it help build self esteem, team work , a sense of achievement and the older kids look out for us youngers… You may say someone could have got hurt, but that’s life, you risk being hurt growing up, if oyur lucky its not too bad, so you brush yourself off and move on, and anyway no one did. These days kids are crazy from watching gangsta films. Every kid thinks that’s how life’s meant to be. Its too late to repair society by now because two generations have been living this lifestyle, so they’ve brought up their children in such a bad way that they think its cool to live like gangstas. life isn’t important to these kids, hence all the stabbings in London so far this year. They should be taught that it’s not glamorous to carry a weapon,  to hurt someone else, or to do time. But I digress, the fireworks we amazing, the colours were so beautiful, and if I’m not mistaken there were heart shapes visible, in red of course. How romantic

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