THE QUIET COUNTENANCE OF A TUESDAY MORNING
it gives me peace.
Here's another of life's lovely, simple
pleasures:
Watching your seven-year-old son, in a room full of toys and video games, less than three feet from a television he knows he may watch, sit quietly on a sofa and lose himself in the glories of good language and great storytelling, re-reading to himself a novel you first read to him only a few months ago. As his eyes bore through the page and his mind soars through time and space, as he marvels at the miracles of words and worlds vividly imagined, and as you marvel along with him, proud and thankful and filled to bursting with both love and peace, the silence sounds like a benediction.
Watching your seven-year-old son, in a room full of toys and video games, less than three feet from a television he knows he may watch, sit quietly on a sofa and lose himself in the glories of good language and great storytelling, re-reading to himself a novel you first read to him only a few months ago. As his eyes bore through the page and his mind soars through time and space, as he marvels at the miracles of words and worlds vividly imagined, and as you marvel along with him, proud and thankful and filled to bursting with both love and peace, the silence sounds like a benediction.
Posted: Tue - April 24, 2007 at 08:49 AM
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