Monday, April 03, 2006

6 of 210 : Chris

The towhead in my acupuncturist’s waiting room is restless, but his energy seems more intellectual than physical. “Our teachers won’t let us write fiction or poetry unless it’s part of an assignment,” he says. “I wonder if maybe they’re afraid of creative thought.” He’s nine, and his shoes light up.

3 Comments:

At Monday, April 03, 2006 8:28:00 AM, Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

Inspiring on so many levels!

 
At Monday, April 03, 2006 9:27:00 AM, Blogger mm said...

I wonder if light-up shoes make one wise. Seems like a long shot, but I think I'll go look for some in my size anyway.

 
At Monday, April 03, 2006 1:00:00 PM, Blogger - Fat Red Ant said...

This one lit me up...

 

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