Fidget Spinners

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I see my grandchildren all times never without a fidget spinner whether it's the dining table or it's their soft and hot bed. I am annoyed when they come to me for help in their home works, and when I am explaining how to solve a difficult and confusing sum, with their eyes concentrated on the rotating spinner they say they have fully followed me. I wonder and when I ask them to solve a similar sum they solve it correctly to my satisfaction. One day when they went to their schools I took a fidget spinner and rotated it. Unconsciously I started thinking about the universe and its creator. A difficult and confusing sum for me. I solved it, the creator rotates the spinner once, the natural laws keep it rotating as long as the friction of certain worldly things allow it to rotate. But during the hypnotizing spinners' dance there is beauty of love and romance. I went to the gates of my house I found there my lovely spouse We exchanged smiles she pointed out with her index finger the school van bringing home our dearest fidget spinners! God! Stop the old spinners, and give their time to the new and pretty ones, let them dance for a longer time!

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