We are living in challenging times...
The world is a mess,
if we need to believe the news.
Let me tell you a little secret: We don't.
Wars are raging, there are crises everywhere. AI is threatening to take over, it seems like the weather is getting more and more extreme and so called 'govern'ments are pushing the fear agenda harder and harder, with the aim to divide, instead of unite, us. They are desperate to control whomever and whatever they can, while old structures are starting to show more and more cracks and are crumbling, like toast in a strong human's hand.
All in all, it's now more important than ever before, to teach (y)our kids skills that will come in handy if they make it to their seemingly dystopian future.
I have spent the last 2 weeks taking care of my niece and nephew and house sitting their mother/ my twin sister's place, while the latter is on a holiday without kids.
Yesterday I felt that it was about time to teach my 7 year old niece and 9 year old nephew a valuable skill.
Who better to instruct them, than a retired master thief ( turned cryptocurrency investor )?
So, yesterday morning, I locked the front door of the house, after having closed all the windows from the inside and having made sure all keys were inside the house.
I then installed a ladder and let the games begin
And let's be fair:
What better house to practice on than ( your ) their own,
one they know inside and out?
I decided to let the li'l ones 'pick' a window ( to start on ).
Soon after, they started climbing their terrace roof, hoping that the first floor window would be ( easy to ) open.
Not carrying any tools, they didn't manage to enter the house from that side.
I think it shows on my niece's disappointed face that this wasn't going to work. They soon gave up on that first window
It was time to give another window, on the side of the house, a try.
I decided to help them out a bit and gave my nephew a little garden scoop.
It soon broke in two.
A clothes hanger didn't work either, it didn't fit in the opening.
I then got a little excited, remembering my past ventures, and gave him some heavy machinery: a crow bar.
This appeared to be too easy!
He soon crowed Victory!
A little later, they both entered the house...
...while I walked around it, to make my way to the front door.
After arrival, I saw these cute, naughty faces, staring back at me,
proud of their break-in.
Cuteness overload, even for a coldhearted ex-criminal like me...
They then opened the door for me, from the inside, and all was well, once again.
THE END
In case you wondered. This is what really happened:
They were annoying and I told them to go outside to get rid of their energy on the trampoline.
A little later, I carried my coffee outside to enjoy some rare rays of sunshine.
I pulled the door shut behind me and realized that the keys were on the inside and all spare keys ( aside from those from the garage and my sister's guesthouse ) were inside the house.
Luckily my nephew had a light bulb moment. And, after an hour or so and finding the best window, the crow bar did its job, without the need to actually break a/ the window or force the door.
DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME
unless you ( or a friend ) are in a similar situation.