Sunday 30 June 2013

Unless you [...] become like little children

Children understand. There am teaching third grade and someone mentions the sunset. The teacher can't hold herself and say: the sunset here is the most beautiful one I have ever seen.

The dialogue follows:

"Yes, the sunset here is pink!"
"No, it's pinkish!"
"No, it's pinkish-orange!"
"Pinkish-orangish."
"Sometimes it's yellow."
"And sometimes it's golden."
"I saw a silver sunset once."

A moment of soul's communion. Everything they said rings true to my eyes.



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