one thing leads to another
Nia’s nose nearly touches the screen. “Considering our practice to date — and our skill level — it’s quite good.”
Thalia, who was prepared for a whomping, softens like butter in the sun. “Yes, ahhhhnd… Next time we’ll try for a behhh-tr angle for the feeeeeeeeet!”
Aware her friends are wearing the same color jersey this morning… that her skillset is not needed… Calliope brews a cup of hot cinnamon tea and re-reads the closing pages of Wonder.
Thank you for making me go to school.
~Auggie Pullman (Wonder’s protagonist)
Greatness lies not in being strong, but in the right using of strength. He is the greatest whose strength carries up the most hearts by the attraction of his own.
~Henry Ward Beecher
A note from LoveLetterist:
I spent a lot of time on today's image.
I nicked the idea from "real" photo instead of a drawing.
This added a new level of complexity... and effort.
This is how we learn and grow.
I have found that, "Wow! I did it!" is one of the most satisfying feelings in my box.
Front facing feet fluster folks... or so I’ve heard. My young, early attempts at drawing humans (I won’t get into what the dogs looked like) represented their feet like down-pointing flippers suspended from straight legs. Today, my photos get stuck in folders in my iPhone photo library. You never know when a photo of your 16 week old dog will help illustrate proper foot positioning!
Thanks to LoveLetterist I now no longer have to wonder about “Wonder.” As I peered into Amazon’s vast holdings, I read that the book is suited to 9-11 year olds. While watching the videos of the author, I suspected that socialization forces today throw in the towel after age 11.
In my graduate student days, I administered the “Stanford-Binet Intelligence Scale For Children” on many occasions. One question stands out re “Wonder.” A simple sketch portrays two young girls: one with attractive features and hair; the other looking disheveled and unkempt. As the examiner I would ask the test subject “Which one is pretty?” Illustrating a narrowly defined standard for attractiveness. No room for matters of heart and soul. 😔
Improving my focus on my own heart, not on features of others, may vastly improve my standards for “beauty.”