Part 1: This about a child, his happiness and confidence in his own world.
He always wanted to say things.
But no one understood.
He always wanted to explain things.
But no one cared.
So he drew.
Sometimes he would just draw and it wasn't anything.
He wanted to carve it in stone or write it in the sky.
He would lie out on the grass and look up in the sky
and it would be him and the sky
and the things inside that needed saying.
And it was after that, that he drew picture.
It was a beautiful picture.
He kept it under the pillow and would let no one see it.
And he would look at it every night and think about it.
And when it was dark, his eyes were closed, he could still see it.
And it was all of him.
And he loved it.
1 comment:
Let us give chance to our kids to grow and to be free. They are creative indeed.. more than adults can guest.
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