Of all the activities in Kindergarten, Hannah liked 'making
things' the best.
Last Tuesday, while the children were busy at the work table making boats, Hannah
was making something different, something special, something that was really
quite wonderful.
She started out with an empty margarine tub. All around it, on the top and bottom, inside and out, she glued several scraps of blue cloth, pieces of pink tissue paper, two tufts of white cotton wool, a handful of multi-coloured confetti, some crumpled silver foil, a few green plastic twisty things, and a generous shaking of glittery stuff.
When she decided it was finished, when it was Just Right, Hannah
knew it was the most Wonderful Thing she had ever made and was very proud of
herself.
She smiled.
The teacher, Miss. Jones, came over to Hannah, saw the Wonderful
Thing and said; "That's lovely Hannah. What kind of a boat is it supposed
to be?"
But before Hannah could explain that it wasn't a boat, it was something special,
Peter John Anderson looked across the work table and said; "What a silly
boat! Look at mine Miss Jones, mine has a sail!"
"Yours is a nice boat too, P.J, very good." Miss
Jones said and she moved further along the work table.
Hannah frowned.
When Mother came to pick Hannah up from school, she looked at the Wonderful
Thing in Hannah's hand and said; "How pretty? Did you make it all by yourself?
What is it? Watch out for the cars, dear. Come along, we'll cross now."
Hannah frowned.
When they got home Hannah put the Wonderful Thing she had made
on the hall table. Her big brother Matthew saw it and said; "Cool! What's
that, some kind of space ship or something?" But he didn't wait for an
answer, he was on his way out to play with his new basketball.
Hannah frowned.
Jemma, Hannah's older sister, said; "What do boys know,
anyone can see it's a jewelry box." She picked up the Wonderful Thing and
said; "It's cute, how does it open?" But when the telephone rang,
Jemma put it down quickly and ran down the hall calling "I'll get it!"
Hannah frowned.
Father came home from work and when Hannah showed him what
she had made he smiled and said; "Wow, that's really good. I'm not sure
what it is or what it's supposed to do, but it's very good indeed. That's my
girl." He kissed Hannah on the top of her head and went into the kitchen
to talk with Mother.
Hannah frowned.
Later that evening Grandma stopped by for a quick cup of tea.
When she saw the Wonderful Thing on the hall table she stopped and gasped; "Oh
my goodness, just look at this will you! Who made this?"
Grandma bent down and looked at the Wonderful Thing from all sides. She carefully
turned it around and gently touched every piece of plastic and paper and bit
of cloth on it, uttering lots of "Oooohs" and "Ahhhhs" while
doing so.
"Hannah," she said "you made this didn't you?
Now this is something very special, a work of art, a Wonderful Thing! I haven't
seen one of these in years. It's different from the ones I remember but by far
the most beautiful I have ever seen."
Grandma gave Hannah a hug, smiled and sighed. She said, "My, my, my"
and "What a Wonderful Thing" and "You must be Very Proud."
Then she stood there with her arm around Hannah and looked at the Wonderful
Thing for such a long time, her tea was cold when she finally got around to
drinking it.
Hannah smiled.
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