I am thankful for other people’s imagination and
creative talents.
This feeling came to me as I was reading/singing to
my son before bed. We were reading, There was an Old Lady who Swallowed a Fly,
for the third time. This particular version of the story is in a pop out book,
which is really cool. I am amazed by the creativity and the colors and images
on the page that capture my son’s attention along with the catchy rhyme of the
story. I do change the ending though…I don’t say perhaps she’ll die.
Reading everyday for my pleasure or to my son
creates a wonderful escape. I am thankful to all the authors and illustrators
that are able to capture and pull me in to another world. Life can be hard
enough, the escape from reality that they create makes all of my everyday
trials seem less.
My son at three already has an amazing imagination,
which I believe in part comes from reading him books and genetically through me
of course. I love that he uses his imagination while playing and talking with
his toys by creating another world for himself.
Thank you to all the people out there that use their
imagination everyday!
