children or adults-which would you choose?

maybe some of you noticed the other day was named for Veterans, but it seems strange to me that children benefit most from all those wars, because they don't have to go to school. The trains were full of kids, and this always makes me laugh, because usually the only kids you see on the trains are ear splitting, unfunny teens or little things trapped in strollers. is it true that a manhattan child spends the first 18 months in a monstrous xcountry stroller? how do they ever learn to walk? no, what i'm talking about is the roving children in between, who already know how to get a good seat on the train. on my way to school a little 7 year old girl practicially dove between me and another person to fill the six inch gap, which she assessed would fit her just right. rightly so-- she wiggled in, crossed her legs, got out her drawing pad and silver pencil, and promptly leaned into me like i was the back of her chair, and angled her legs towards the other lady, like she was the footstool. while her mother urged her not to get her dirty boots on people, she struggled to remember this adult law. now, why is it when I inadvertantly bump people on the train, or get shoved into them, they look at me like i should be THROWN OFF THE TRAIN? i think people who expect not to be touched on the train should be BANNED. i'll ride with the kids any day. it was just my luck, for on my way home, i rode with bubba and trey on the 2 express, who had two mothers and two strollers w/ two occupants and took up a lot of space. Have you ever noticed that most of these small people, once they get a seat, dont' sit down at all, but stand up and instead of looking around at everybody, seeing who's hot, who's not, who smells, who hsa cool shoes, they turn around and look out the window ! so i was doing my adult reading next to bubba, who's looking out the window at whatever darkness is so exciting, and suddenly i feel a fuzzy gloved hand stroking my hair. it's bubba. his mother yanks him off, but i'm laughing so she laughs. bubba goes back to staring out the window. then i feel someone hugging me, except his arms only reach around my neck. bubba again. yay for bubba! please, let's have more holidays so we can put more children on the train, and get rid of pissy adults. otherwise i'm going to have to stand up on my seat and stare out the window, the WHOLE RIDE !
Logan