the summer it is not surprising to hear the phrase ‘I am bored’
from the mouth of a youngster. Usually there is something they can do
inches of the statement, but if I remember it isn’t as much fun – no
what it was.
thing I do remember
is we were allowed to draw on the floors at our house. Now it may sound
strange, but all the floors in the house we lived in were concrete and
we had carpet that covered some floor, but most was bare. So my parents
usually had no problem with us covering the floor with drawings we made.
a box of chalk – my sister and I liked the color sticks the best but
white did well too – that would be in the first drawer of the desk. Our
parents only allowed us to use half a stick at a time, but that lasted
at least an hour or two before we needed more. Drawing a big line we
continue on the proper side of the line and get drawing. When my
came along we broke the floor into three pieces, but he always got the
we kept drawing, but we also incorporated writing into our chalk time.
Writing poetry then including pictures to illustrate the expression was
a big deal to us. Another thing my sister and I seriously competed with
was word games. We would usually come up with a long word and see how
smaller words could be made using the letters.
this year I have a box of chalk ready for the bored youngster who comes
my direction. Instead of drawing on the floors, I send them out to the
driveway and sidewalk. There they can draw until they drop and usually
their friends come over to help and discover. The two kids out in the
right now seem to be having a competition on who can draw a flower
This morning I walked over the ocean, a castle and a village. All of
was on the front steps just waiting for my view.
to see what the kids create and listen to them explain how they see the
world through their eyes. There pureness makes you long to be a
again yourself and next thing you know you will be drawing on the