At the end of preschool’s garden themed week, a picture of flowers with hand-print petals came home along with a plastic bottle terrarium containing threads of newborn sunflowers and beets sprouting from damp soil. This was also stuffed in the bottom of Bug’s backpack. An afterthought? Maybe an infant thought. Maybe a thin strand of desire nosing through the surface of things just long enough to catch the light.
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My young students often engage in dictation about a particular picture they have created. Their words are priceless and often bring us back to our own childhoods. This picture reminds me of being a child and always looking for that little special place just for me.
That is absolutely priceless! It just reminded me of a John Lennon quote I read years ago: When I was 5 years old my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment and I told them they didn’t understand life.
May your son forever see the world as clearly as he sees it today!!
A beautiful wish. Simple yet magical. Why can’t life be like that? Your son reminds me of my son. He too creates things that makes me say .”wow.” Sometimes as adults we forget how it is to believe, to dream, to create a world where magic and possbilities can exist. Thanks for the inspiration.