One sunny day, my four year old son Jun-jun came home tired and perspiring from running. In between heavy breathing he asked me, "Dad, how could I stop my shadow from following me?" I was caught off balanced and dumbfounded, not knowing what to say. Jaycee-R, his seven year old older brother butted in just in time to save me. He said, "you better play at night so your shadow won't follow you, because shadows are afraid of the dark."
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