Child's Play in and around Plaza Santa Domingo

  Sitting as still as statues we see these two boy fishermen. One day we walked passed a stoic blackened fisherboy in La Matuna who was standing upon a pedestal in a casting pose for nearly an hour. As we crossed the construction site nearby, I hurried back and placed several coins in his tin. He immediately moved...and slowly casted and pulled back his rod. Soon everyone around was dashing nearby tossing in coins. I stood before him gawking and his glance rivoted mine, and bowing his head, his cast reeled in my hand in his to kiss it.
 A mime speaks many words silently to his listeners,
  but his smile tells what words can't.
  We had just met these two beaming chidren and already their smiles have captured Rick.