“i see an alligator down there.”
and who would doubt that on a freezing day in michigan
on the cusp of winter, with a hint of autumn still remaining
and you are wearing your unicorn hat and sparkly skirt?
not me.
in honor of United Nations Universal Children’s Day
established in 1954 and celebrated on November 20th, this day promotes international togetherness, awareness among children worldwide, and the improvement of children’s welfare. on this date in 1959, the UN General Assembly adopted the Declaration of the Rights of the Child and in 1989, adopted the Convention on the Rights of the Child.
credits: united nations, united nations general assembly, sir ken robinson
i am curious about who bought this plate.
a parent as a gift to a child?
a child as a gift to him/her self?
a spouse?
a sibling?
or….?
interesting message whatever the backstory.
—
“i am often asked which picture is my favorite.
this is like asking a mother
which child she likes the most.”
-phillipe halsman
how lucky that a local fairy
stopped by our classroom
to visit our fairy house
she must have heard….
—
“it is frightfully difficult to know much about the fairies,
and almost the only thing for certain
is that there are fairies wherever there are children.”
-j.m. barrie – peter pan in kensington gardens
This image took my breath away, in it I’m sure we all recognize a hundred faces of our own nieces, daughters and little friends. How refugee children sleep in Europe in 2018…. I wish for her a warm bed with the softest blankets and a princess netting just because it’s pretty, not to keep out hundreds of mosquitoes, and a nightlight in the shape of the moon. All of these things inside a safe and happy home. A garden and toys to play with, a school to go to. Just the normal and most basic rights for any child. – m. graeve
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‘compassion brings us to a stop, and for a moment we rise above ourselves.’
-mason cooley
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image credit: muhammed muheisen,
story credits: open homes open hearts, merel graeve – stories from the ground
kinders watch closely as the sand slips away.
—
‘the sand in the hourglass runs from one compartment to the other,
marking the passage of moments with something constant and tangible.
if you watch the flowing sand,
you might see time itself riding the granules.
contrary to popular opinion,
time is not an old white-haired man,
but a laughing child.
and time sings.’
when the kinders learned that their classmate
was injured and recovering at home
they quickly gathered
to make their friend a special card
wishing her well
and
letting her know
in their own way
how much they were missing her.
—
“without a sense of caring, there can be no sense of community.”
-anthony j. d’angelo