She has given me a gifts several times a week. Her presents are always homemade and lovingly
painted or colored and often glued. This girl loves to craft. Today she came in late, before she put
anything away she delivered the gift.
As the class looked on she
presented me with a wooden item. I looked carefully, but I had no idea what it
was. I could see the outline of letters,
but I didn’t know what it said. As I
complemented the gift I noted the painting and commented on the beautiful
colors she’d used. Stalling I asked if
she had used paint like we had in school or a different kind of paint. I continued to admire it, “tell me about how
you made this,” I admit I was fishing for clues.
“My dad has a friend, his name is Bernie.” Now
I understand! The item is the chunk of
wood the letters were cut from. The
letters were cut as all one piece; I was holding the negative space. Thanking her again I asked where we should display
the piece. She chose above the Morning
Message and skipped off to hang up her backpack.
Perfection. Those kiddos we get to interact with and love every day just make everything better. Enjoy your new gift ;)
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