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Observations at the bazaar
Nov. 3rd, 2007 06:34 pmToday our church here in Japan held its yearly bazaar, and I was asked to help with the used book sales. Lots of fun, watching people pour over the books and decide what to buy.
Anyway, I fold origami cranes to pass the time. So I've folded a crane, and here's a young mother with a little one - maybe three? - watching me. Since the little one smiled nicely at me, I reached over and showed her how this crane flaps its wings. The smile grew. And, of course, I gave her the crane.
She wrapped her little hand around it and mashed it into a ball.
The mother went into an ecstasy of apologies, which I just shrugged off. No, really, not a problem.
And the little one, of course, had the biggest smile. She was so happy with herself.
Which, after all, was what I intended and enjoyed. The folded crane was ephemeral. I'm not sure whether the happiness was ephemeral or not, but I certainly enjoy it. I'll trade one mashed origami for a big kid's smile anyday.
Anyway, I fold origami cranes to pass the time. So I've folded a crane, and here's a young mother with a little one - maybe three? - watching me. Since the little one smiled nicely at me, I reached over and showed her how this crane flaps its wings. The smile grew. And, of course, I gave her the crane.
She wrapped her little hand around it and mashed it into a ball.
The mother went into an ecstasy of apologies, which I just shrugged off. No, really, not a problem.
And the little one, of course, had the biggest smile. She was so happy with herself.
Which, after all, was what I intended and enjoyed. The folded crane was ephemeral. I'm not sure whether the happiness was ephemeral or not, but I certainly enjoy it. I'll trade one mashed origami for a big kid's smile anyday.
