On the rooftops a quarter of a century after I last walked on them. We lived just a few rooftops ahead. Hardly a day passed without seeing my friends after school. The trick was to come home fast. Do homework even faster and then, we were off to play. The whole concept of extra school activity was foreign to me. We organized our own soccer games and chess tournaments. I can say I truly lived in timelessness - a state of being my step-daughter, twelve, is a stranger to. Her schedule, packed so tight, makes me question if I have been fooled as a parent. When does a parent need to draw the line of giving their children all the activities clever marketing of consumer-democracy promotes as every child’s birthright?