Last week at our art class there was a quiet little boy sitting by himself at a table.
He looked hurt somehow.. there was such a sad look on his face.
When it was getting close to the end, I coaxed him over and asked him to show me what he was drawing. Wow, what a talented artist he is! He made a beautiful picture of an octopus, a flower and a golden pyramid.
I showed him my drawing of a weird fish wearing a crown swimming next to a “catfish”… with the head and paws of a cat and the tail of a fish.
The little boy’s eyes got big.. his mouth twitched a little – but he didn’t say a word.
So, I asked him “Do you think catfish have kittens?”.. and the biggest smile on earth practically split his face in two. It lit up the room like the sun.
I gave that drawing to him.
When class was over, he stayed late to help us put away all the pencils and paper. I thanked him for helping us clean up.
Yesterday, the boy returned to draw with us again. When class was over, he handed me his drawing of a beautiful, polka-dotted snake and whispered, “This is for you.”
Sometimes I think my heart is going to explode.