Privilege As A Play Area

 Privilege. Money, resources, and comforts - is that all privilege is? 

Privilege takes many forms. Yesterday, it took the form of a play area. 

A 3-year-old (or is she 4?) flitted around happily inside a gated community in a metropolitan city. Running around here and there, oblivious of the sun, just enjoying being able to walk around without worrying about vehicles. Her mother and grandfather, meanwhile, were setting up their machine, ready to pour out glasses of refreshing sugarcane juice for the residents of that community. 

This girl then discovered something that probably made her day - the play area nearby. A play area filled with different kinds of amusing things - slides of varying sizes and heights, a huge swing (always a crowd favourite), a merry-go-round, ropes, a see-saw, a sliding tunnel, and a climbing wall. 

Yesterday, privilege for her looked like a play area. Privilege for her was a space where she could happily while away time and burn her abundant energy. Privilege for her was a space like this which was largely private and thinly crowded, available to her whenever she wanted it. Privilege for her was jumping and squealing and playing with abandon, even with the almost-noon sun scorching her back. Privilege for her was something that most kids in the community take for granted. Privilege takes many forms.