Carousel
The only variation existed in the different children who took their round. And there weren't that many times. Most of the interest went to the small bumper car field on one side of the room and a big ball pit on the other. In the crossing from one to another, the small merry-go-round for a few still formed a kind of intermediate station.
It might have been different if not the baby's feet themselves, but a motor had set the carousel in motion. Or if exuberant flashing lights could have sparked interest. Though colored, about thirty lights, little more than bright spots exerted too little attraction to do so.
Not only were they monotonous circles for the chained horses, they were usually very lonely, too.
It was, funny enough, the children themselves who made change, they knew how to break the loneliness, no matter how short, when three kids started spinning their laps, interest increased considerably. A few seconds later, all horses had a rider.
It wasn't usually long. And then the carousel dropped back into the relative tranquility of just a merry carousel, which ceaselessly swirled down from the speakers.
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