Tuesday, March 4, 2014

63/365 • the best part of my day

When school began this year, we began our 'creative books' as they call them.
The rules are simple: there is no such thing as perfection, pages are not allowed to be torn out, and each drawing will be dated.
They learn that 'mistakes' can be worked with. That they end up part of a bigger picture.
They appreciate each other's work, and learn to compliment it.
["Wow Amie, you even know what colour the sun is!"]

They are proud of their drawings or paintings or collages.
They have begun to create more freely, without fear of messing something up, or missing it out.

The books don't come out every day. Just whenever the urge strikes.
Tonight, it was when the dishes were being done and the kitchen was being cleaned, and I was making tomorrows lunches.
It calmed them at 'witching hour', and helped them wind down before showers and bed.
They giggled about giving each other moustaches and "talking legs".

It was the best part of my day.


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