things that amazes mehere's an excerpt that my student wrote for class: I go out to the porch And breathe in The familiar smell of honeysuckle I slide into my weathered shoes And walk out to the beach The sea breeze ruffles my hair The cold water swirls around my toes I slowly sit down on the sand And look at the colours Weaving together in the sky And the sun Sinking into the horizon I pick up a shell And with my thumb I stroke the smooth surface The shell itself is long dead But memories stay Beauty remains I lay back And feel the sky high above me And the world Ever so wide So vast There is more to see than can ever be seen There is more to find than can ever be found More to do than can ever be done How magical that it keeps Everything around Endlessly and endlessly It amazes me how 13 year-olds can create such beauty. But even more when they look out of their windows, it's nothing other than smog, how do they find the grandeur and the stimulation to write? If this represents the girls' dream, can't we do more, to make it true for her? | 
