Sunday, March 21, 2010
I had worked at a friend's house a couple of weeks ago refinishing his kitchen cabinets. He and his wife have two adopted daughters, sisters from Korea. Beautiful precocious girls full of life but shy with a stranger in the house. I had to move things from countertop to work and as I did a little 'sticky' note fell to the floor. I picked it up and read:
Two days later I asked the girls who had written it. The grade three student retrieved the scrap of paper from the counter and she proudly said that it was her. I asked her about it, in which she replied, "I was just wondering about stuff." I said it was a beautiful poem and she handed it to me saying I could have it.
I will buy a little frame for it.