the kinders begin the process of digging out their cars
and clearing the road after the storm.
—
“it is a rough road that leads to the heights of greatness.”
-lucius annaeus seneca
when looking at the trees on the kinder playground
it’s easy to see how tall the little people are
the green does not dare begin until it is
above and safely out of the reach of their tiny hands
even if they are standing on tippy toes
pulling, climbing, bending, picking, snapping
the trees do the math and live to tell the tale.
—
“trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.”
-zora neale hurston
a couple of enterprising 5-year olds
create the raised walkway
many 3s, 4s and 5s
try it out
for quality control
offering their suggestions
when
they
or
the boards
fall down
rebuilding as they go.
—
“in most vital organizations, there is a common bond of interdependence,
mutual interest, interlocking contributions, and simple joy.”
—max depree
the playground community
was worried
and
unsure what to do
how to help
there had been an accident
it had happened to one of their own
one’s hair somehow
got wound around
the button of another
the two involved
sat down next to each other
(no other logistical choice really)
one put her arm around the other
one big one
helped them to unwind it
one turned away
unsure how to help
one stood by
ready to help
one stood at a safe distance
watching closely
helping by being near
and
in the end
all was well
once more.
—
without a sense of caring, there can be no sense of community.
anthony j. d’angelo
the kinder team in action on the big dig,
in search of dinosaur bones.
some do the labor,
some supervise.
their dino artifacts go on display
for all to enjoy
in the playground museum.
—
the dinosaur’s eloquent lesson is that if some bigness is good,
an overabundance of bigness is not necessarily better.
– eric johnston
we came outside today
with
no
mittens
hats
scarves
neckwarmers
or
snowpants.
just
coats
and
boots.
we discovered
that it had
magically turned into spring.
and
when we said
coats weren’t really needed either
there were
shrieks of delight
and a
mad dash
to peel off those coats
at last
to
throw them down
after the long winter
and
to feel a taste of real freedom once again.
—
i need this wild life, this freedom. – zane grey