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Glimpse Of Heaven

Without questioning the merits or consequences of using one's own children as subjects of scientific experiments, one line in this article made me pause :

Clarence Leuba, a psychologist, wondering if laughter in response to tickling was learned or innate, forbade tickling of his infant son and daughter, except when he tickled them, wearing a mask to hide his expression. (It is innate, he found.)

Even at a few months old, children will respond to funny faces and tickling with gales of uncontrollable laughter. There is possibly nothing nearly as rewarding to an adult as being able to make a baby laugh like that.

It seems that the psychologist and his family made quite a personal sacrifice at the altar of science. Infancy is so incredibly precious because it is so short lived. It would never be possible for them get back to the time when tickling the soles of their infant's feet could instantly reward them with a huge toothless smile - a glimpse of heaven.

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jhantu said…
havent added any new blogs to my reader-list in a long time, until yesterday.. post more
workhard said…
Hi , im back to check out what u have written, this one is so subtle..Love it, me too, i think im gonna add to my list..


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JULIE said…
Hi, I came across your blog page thru Vikas Gupta. You write beautifully. And the windchime adds to the beauty. Wonder how you added it to your page--for I have failed miserably in cut pasting that script into my own. Any tips?

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