Did you follow that photo collage story?
Let's rewind with a few words.
I had the unique opportunity to visit my blogging cyber-friend's school in southern FL.
Denise, of Sunny Days in Second Grade
made all of the arrangements for me to come as an 'author-illustrator' to Gator Run Elementary.
She was so clever to set up the schedule to have her own 2nd graders come to my last presentation.
After six groups of singin' + dancin' I might have lost just a tad bit of my steam........Yup. That's me. I was squeezin' my lips together, when it dawned on me what was happenin'.
(Didn't think I should start crying right then and there.)
There are all sorts of analogies:
about needing all of the colors -- to make a rainbow.
Or each unique snowflake being a special treasure.
Or every flower's need to contribute to a bouquet.
It's at moments like now, reflecting on the experience that I long to be a poet.
I'm pretty certain I've received flowers previously.
But you can bet the farm:
this is the first time to watch the bouquet emerge as a collaborative project right before my very eyes!!!!
EVERY SCHOOL VISIT I ARRIVE AS AN EMPTY VASE.
It's the colors of the children's participation that make the bouquet: marvelous and beautiful.
Who thinks of such a unique grand finale???
Denise. That's who!!