Where have we picked up that
self-consciousness of judgment?
The thought that someone else’s
thoughts would matter–would
somehow influence how we thought
about our creation or, God forbid,
When we were 5 we just colored and
drew with and for joy.
We expressed ourselves in the myriad
ways our minds and hearts flowed.
We were mostly proud of our
creations, but we wondered
what you thought, too. And
we wanted to share our joy
and pride in what we created.
Innocently, we breezed through
school, getting as much fun
coloring and recess time as
would or could be allowed to one
not-so-free-soul at hammering
away at the adult’s curriculum.
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