|Be glad there are TWO fingers showing behind my head!|
I've told her many times that she reminds me very much of the frog in an old story that I happened across in the Katherine Paterson novel, Lyddie. In the novel, Lyddie is taken under the wing of Triphena, the tavern cook, who tells her the story of two frogs who fell into a pail of milk. One of the frogs drowned immediately, overwhelmed by the circumstances in which it found itself. The other frog kicked so hard it made a pat of butter by morning. "Some folks are natural born kickers," says Triphena, referring to Lyddie.
|A beachside birthday present for her granddaughter.|
I don't think my sister is a NATURAL born kicker. I think for a very long time, she would have much rather had someone else do her kicking for her. But, as happens sometimes...she one day found herself all alone in a pail of cream. I must say, these many years since that first unexpected dunking, she's sitting on butter! Today she is a proud mother of three, grandmother of one, Nationally Board Certified Teacher with her Master's Degree, who (shivvvver!) teaches preschoolers! (On purpose! And loves it!) And today I love her!
|The Edisto Island Straw Pit Symphony, 2011.|