(This post is especially for Tom and Dan, who will appreciate it most.)
Neko came bursting out of her room after quiet time. She brought with her this picture, and placed it on the piano. “This is my music!” she said, and then sat down to play me a concert. (Quite lovely, if you’d like my completely biased opinion.)
Then she began to explain what she’d drawn. Those wavy lines? That is the music. Every time there’s a hump, she has to play a note. Then her song (even though there were no words) was about the clouds and the sun. Whenever she played the low notes, that was the clouds. And when she played the high notes, that was the sun. And at the end, when she played lots of high notes, that means that the sun won.
Sometimes I’m just amazed at how all those big thoughts get into that little head.