A small gift

One of the kids at the preschool spent his Thursday evening drawing a picture for each person in the class: all of his classmates, plus myself, my co-teacher, the teacher that filled in for my co-teacher that day, and the new hire that was observing in the classroom that afternoon. When I asked him to tell me about the drawing he’d made me, he explained, “It’s kind of like a really big wave that can touch the clouds a little bit, and fireballs are trying to get the clouds.”