As I was browsing through Lomokev’s album on Flickr(beautiful photography, thanks Ammar for pointing it out), I came upon this picture and found myself thinking of “The Wall” in my grandmother’s house, which is basically the annual chronicling of the height growth of every child and grandchild. I can imagine us as kids, trying to stand as straight as possible as my aunt held a notebook over our heads and set that status-proclaiming dash for the summer (yes, status, height has been a very huge deal in our family for a century).
It feels pretty peculiar realizing that my brother Omar, who proudly owns the highest dash at 2 meters tall, was once that little dash way down “The Wall”.
I’m jealous.