Grain Of Sand


Mom and I paid another visit to Violet and her sister.  The girls were lively, and became even more so when I joined them jumping on the sofa.  Our mothers frowned at that.

Stretching upward Violet whispered to me softly, “Can we draw with chalk?!”  I ask, What should we draw? “The ocean!”  Why? “Going to a beach.”   Do you like the beach? “No.”  Why not?   With a scrunched face and tight lips she snips, “Sand.”

I describe buckets and sand castles.  But she looks me straight in the eye and says, “Make a boat.”  Pressing on the chalk, I consider that sand has a bad rap.  It’s scratchy in bathing suits, makes the car a mess and is the medium of choice when drawing a line of ultimatum.  So I drew an ocean, sun, boat, fish and palm tree.   No sand.

Satisfied, Violet pretends to get in the water.  Precious and precocious, it won’t be long until she is riding the waves, turning sand into castles and lemons into lemonade.

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