October 09, 2013

The Yin and the Yang

It's obviously been busy here. I'm watching our politics with horror. Our politicians have no shame.

I spent some time this week with some children in the foothills of the Appalachians. You would have thought I was Miss America. That's how they treated me...

It was a school that my organization supports. I walked into a First Grade classroom and was surrounded by little people.

I was asked to put a sticker on my state as there were many of us from out of state who had come to visit. I was the first from Florida.

Sticker in hand, I had the kids find my state based on the shape. I had a pin on that had the shape of Florida.

We talked about Florida. We talked about Disney World and beaches.

I noticed there was a little boy near my feet, getting closer and closer. I don't own any closed toed dress shoes other than my boots. I was in open toed low heels.

I asked them about their favorite books. The little boy got closer to my feet, but I didn't think anything of it. It was peripheral.

A little girl was wearing cowboy boots and I commented on them. Another little girl said her Daddy was going to buy her boots. I told her I loved the shoes she was wearing that day, but boots could be fun.

He was a little closer to my feet.

She said she wanted to read books about cowgirls.

And then I felt his little fingers on my toes, touching my red toenail polish.

The overwhelming urge to see what the glossy read felt like. I wiggled my toes, he looked up, I laughed, he smiled, scooted back and said he wanted to read books about football.

They were such a joy. They made my heart sing.

Days like that... make the times we are going through... so bearable.

Posted by Boudicca at October 9, 2013 10:26 PM

So you're an attractive force ... even your red toenails. Or maybe, especially your red toenails.

That and you represent "living history" ... well your family does. You are providing a real connection between what they are studying and people they can touch.

Not that some of their relatives couldn't also provide that kind of connection, but familiarity breeds ... ah, well, you know.

Posted by: The Thomas at October 10, 2013 09:15 PM

They are living history there. They can connect their families to that mountain for over 100 years. It's nuts.

To me, their lives that day was the opposite of what is gong on with our government.

A group of us go every year, but this little first grader... he doesn't get it. So to him, it's a group of strange women in dresses in suits with hair done and toenail polish. ;-)

Posted by: Bou at October 11, 2013 06:04 AM