let us be grateful
to people who make us HAPPY
they are the charming
who make our SOULS blossom .
when I was young
I loved to read and
I loved to draw
I loved PAPER and it's magic
when nothing was there and
everything was possible.
being a child there was a while
when I believed
all was possible
because there were not yet
experiences of "making mistakes"
when children make drawings
most people will love the drawings and
and are grateful .
there is something magical
in the drawings of young children
something with the colors they use
the space they use on the paper
when I was young I had crayons
and that was it .
I always always draw HOUSES
I loved to make houses .
first houses without walls
where you could see the inside
than closed houses with friendly windows
and always a door with an opening
for the mail !
and later I draw my own blueprints
and floorplans .
always imagening the house .....
when I got older
very soon we had to learn to adjust
to draw how the teacher told us to do .
in my time there was NO room for
creativity in drawing at school .
it was all
class-teaching and there was no room
to servive it was best to fit in
to fit in and be good , better , best .
that's how it was .
I stopped drawing .
when I became a kindergarten teacher
I loved the drawings all over again
and than I came into contact with
and knew this would be my 'home'.
I started this post about
people who make you happy .
I guess for me it's been about children
they make me happy
the children in my classes
my own four children
there is my grandchild ......
of course I found
wonderful people on my way
who made and make me happy
who make my soul happy.
it's not easy to find the words
to describe where I am in my life
I know about the house
and it's time to work the garden