Quiet moments with friends, looking for ducks and herons, or maybe turtles...
Do you remember the
Do you remember being a child? Do you remember what fascinated you, and what you wanted to play with and check out? I remember being fascinated with paper - any kind of paper. Little pieces of colored paper, the marvelous acordian folded dot matrix printer paper with the tearable seams... any paper! I also loved the junk drawer in our kitchen. I never knew what I might find in the junk drawer: keys, coins, buttons, rubber bands, book marks, lost game pieces... treasure! Maybe I've made this collection for myself more than for the kiddos, but they love it just as I did.
Looking at these pictures, I see a block the boys played with when they were little, a coin purse one of them used for a short time, a glow in the dark star that was once on the ceiling above the bunk bed, a plastic top that used to be in my treasure box at school, a key ring - from where?, a tiny yellow traffic cone that may have been Bob the Builder's, a cork, a marker lid - how many of those have we worn out over the years?, the bow from a Snow White dress - the one we could hardly get off a daycare child long ago- it was so loved. There's a white pinecone left over from a craft project, tiny plastic mazes the boys were given one Halloween, the magnet from a magnadoodle toy... all flotsam and jetsom of my life as a teacher and a mommy.
When I think about it, this is not really a junk box at all. It's a memory box, already full of memories for me, and just beginning to open itself to possibilities for the children. Little wonder they see it as a treasure!