Frightened by the Freedom of Friday Fictioneers

There once was a lad who played on the floor with a deck of cards and a bag of marbles. Oh the games he would play. He liked playing with things outside their purpose. In High School he wrote a 152 word prepositional phrase. It was longer than this post. Imagination exists at all ages. In the sixties he imagined being able to record music, all by himself, with a computer. Imagine that! The boy’s parents let him play with the cards and marbles. They said let him be himself. Later, he let his daughter be herself. My how she thrived.

2 comments on “Frightened by the Freedom of Friday Fictioneers

  1. Dear Ric,

    The best thing a parent can do for a child is allow him or her to be themselves. I was blessed with those kinds of parents and feel that I’ve done the same for my sons. Well done in a hundred words.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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