Monday, February 05, 2007

One

Your book is upside down.

Your little brow forrows as you realize something is amiss.

Turn the pages left to right.

You know how pages turn.

Slowly, slowly turn the book around so it is rightside up.

You smile.

I wonder if it’s a fluke.

You pick up another book. Upside down.

You turn pages.

Left to right.

This time, you realize right away and turn the book around.

You know how books are read, even though you can’t read yet.

You abandon the books and go to your squishy stacker.

The bear is impaled. You hate this.

You want your animals with the holey middles off the stick
so you can drag them around with your teeth
and put your hands through them.

Frustrated, you tug, tug, tug at the bear.

Then, a dawning. You slide the bear off.

Squawk of glee. You have it figured out.
Smile, you're one!

1 comment:

Mella said...

Handsome and brilliant!