“so much goodness”
I watch her persevere
arduously spelling word
after word after word.
long after five-year-old peers
have left the floor and moved on.
she pauses at the scissor box
digs for a minute,
then turns to show me her treasure
“I choose red,” she says,
“because that’s my sister’s favorite color
and I love my sister.”
later I watch again.
most children are at centers.
some manipulate magnetic letters.
others build puzzles. some color.
she does not go to centers.
instead she cuts inch-sized
squares for a phonics activity.
she trims edges precisely.
her scissors move slowly.
finally, teacher announces recess.
“will you please cut the last three
while I glue?” she begs.
“I just want to play outside
for a little while.”
Today I am bent over
yet another endless phonics worksheet
helping one of my little guys
copy sixteen three syllable words.
I feel a head resting on my back
and I peek out of the corner of my eye.
"I just love you," she says.
"I just love you."
and I wonder what I ever did to deserve
so much goodness....
(c) Carol Wilcox, 2022
May all that goodness stay with her. May the world not sully her pure love.
Melts our hearts…With your words, I feel like I am right there, too. You give so much goodness to us all, Carol.
What a capture of a precious moment. Our world needs more of goodness like hers.
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