Jacob is one of my friends. This year he’s a kindergartener and aside from learning what kindergarteners learn (is it statistics yet and French?) he was asked by his teacher to consider participating in the statewide PTA Reflections contest.
Each year the organization provides the program for students to demonstrate their creativity through categories such as visual arts, photography, literature, dance composition and choreography, musical composition and film production.
“Jacob might like to do this,” his teacher told his mom.
So mom and Jacob talked about it. For several days after school he dictated to her all the items his young and expanding mind had filed under “beauty.” Next mom read it back to him, bit by bit so Jacob could write it out (mostly phonetically). It took five lined pages, but he did it. Determined to tell the world – or at least those who read the entries – what beauty means.
Below is the original work this young T.S. Eliot wrote:
My Poem About Beautiful
Beauty is like beautiful
I am beautiful and my family
The turkey that I made at school
The Indian face that Adam [a younger brother] made
Different colors everywhere
Rainbows are beautiful
Legoland is beautiful with lots of colors
Mrs. Holmes’ shirt
The patterns on your bed
The patterned zebras and giraffes
Apples are what make apple trees beautiful
The night is beautiful
The sand, the sun, the people at the beach are beautiful
Mr. Greg said God’s glory is beautiful [Mr. Greg is Jacob’s teacher at church]
Beautiful is stuff that God made: the world, the stars, everything
The Statue of Liberty
Jacob’s masterpiece and its translation are submitted. If he places in the contest you’ll be the first to know the breaking news. In the meantime, I would like Jacob to know I think both he and his work are beautiful.
Why don’t you join me in adding to Jacob’s list of beautiful things? Let’s make a mega-list of beautiful things! There’s room for you to add as many items as you wish.