When I was in primary, I'd found some 3"x5" index cards on the floor at home, and since the backs were still unused, I'd scribbled pictures on them. Mommy had found them and had tacked them up onto the large family bulletin board that ran along the hallway.
I know many parents encourage their children's creative talents by putting things up on the refrigerator door, but this was a little different. It made me smile when I saw the prayer letters that made it up on the bulletin board had my illustrations (I told you about the ladder-climbing elephant, Dec.20,'22)! Some were "cartoon" prayer letters; others were my "An MK's Summer" letter to our home church pastor.
I don't know why I thought my Mom wouldn't be interested in my art. Probably because my sisters were gifted in music, and they...and my mother were top students, it just intimidated me to think about anything else.
But a few years ago, when I began sketching a teabag, its string seemed to curl protectively around the small tag.
