Annika brought home her last journal from school. It is usually entertaining to read, but as she is moving up to first grade, I found this entry to be especially poignant. And cute.
It says: I can't wait to grow up and live my life.
...where fingers and sticks are people. ...where five-year-olds are radiant queens, or lovely homemakers with bright red lips and dozens of babies. ...where tea parties are held daily. ...where important-looking books can be read upside-down. ...where all endings are happy. ...where all may rest from cares and woes. Imagine...a little child's world.
1 comment:
Awwwww...sweet!
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