As my daughter and I prepared for her to enter kindergarten this year, her excitement reminded me of my own (ages and ages ago). There was nothing more lovely than pristine pencils, unbroken crayons and fresh notebooks without doodles, scribbles, or tainted by the telltale marks of an eraser.
This year, I saw beauty in the aftermath of preparations. And in contemplating the creations and learning that would ensue from the pencil stubs and crayon halves; the bursts of creativity (or boredom) that would leave their mark on the pages of her notebook.
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pencil shavings are magical.
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