Over the summer I was volunteering in Golden, BC with the Golden cycling club. We were building a pump track and bike skills center. The first day we finished the overall outline of the pump track and shaped the dirt, and then the plan was to leave it overnight and finish packing the dirt in the morning. Unfortunately that weekend Golden had some of the worst rain it ever had over the summer. So all the dirt was mud and made packing it next to impossible. That weekend many local people and families came out to help with the construction of pump track and skills center. Among these locals were two little kid. These two kids wanted to help very badly, but they were unable to lift the shovels or other packing tools. So they decided that stomping on muddy off camber berms and big rollers as tall as they were to be a good idea. So the first kid went and attempted to run up one of these rollers, and slipped on the mud and fell on to his stomach. The other started to laugh as the one that fell started to cry. But the laughter was short lived as that kid slipped as well and began to cry and the one that was crying before was laughing. I found this very odd that one moment he was crying and the other he was laughing.
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