We took a walk along the dark, rocky beach. We watched the fishing boats, that appeared as distant insects, cruise lazily on the horizon. We stopped into a beachside warung for the local Indonesian beer Bintang. As we were relaxing, we got our first taste of the “child beach peddlers”. As we walked into the beach there was a sign warning us not to buy from the children peddling on the beach. The sign let us know that this would teach them to be lazy. It also informed us that school is free in Indonesia and that they should be there. It seems that a young child (4-10 years) approaches with a bag from which they pull a tiny woven jewelry box and begins the sales pitch. Often they seem to know some English, enough to try and engage in conversation, like “where are you from”. They were undeterred by a “no, thank you”, “ti duk (Indonesian for no)”, dismissive look, or even a frank ignoring shift of our body. What did work was a stern bark “NO” from Miss Mary (not something that she is known for, but something she has learned from the dog whisperer and her many encounters with unknown canine), seems to work with peddler children too. However we must admit that although we hated being hounded by these children, we also felt very bad that they had to experience so much rejection from so many adults at such a young age.