Story Time
When I realize how similar people are, it makes me laugh. Kids especially. No matter where you are in the world, kids will be kids. Their development is scarily similar – I am starting to give more and more credit to my Child Development textbook.
Yesterday, at Dezdna, the center for kids with disabilities, one of the little girls asked me if I would like her to read to me. I, of course, gladly obliged.
And I watched, as she turned the pages of an illustrated story book, reciting by memory a clearly dear-to-her fairytale, which she finished “reading” by the time we were on page 5.
“What about the other pages?” I asked, referring to the 10 – 15 pages still left in the book.
"They’re not important,” she said, closing the book, “the story is over,” looking at me like I was a little strange for asking.
Good enough for me.