Manuel Maturana

"What is this activity we´re going to do?" he clammored as he knew that his discipline would come later . . .

It was near impossible for me to keep a straight face as he stood in the middle of the soccer field with the black of night surrounding him.  His hands stretched high was his punishment for 10 minutes of silence.  However, Manuel loves to talk.  As we restarted the clock for the fourth, fifth & sixth times his understanding of my "Activities" was quickly becomming a common place.  Yet, as he shaked and danced as we crossed the 6, 7, & 8 minute marks his smiled stayed true - with the understanding of silence behind it.

"I don´t have any activities today, do I?" he now exclaims every time we pass.

"No Maturana, not today, maybe tomorrow, and I´ll keep hoping."