|Lady on the bus next to me:||Tell me again- what are you not going to do in daycare today?|
|Little boy:||I will not hit the teacher with a light saber.|
|Lady:||And why are you not going to hit her with a light saber?|
|Boy:||It is my toy, and my choice, but if I hit her with the light saber, I'm acting like a Sith.|
|Lady:||Do you want to be a Sith?|
|Boy:||No! I am Obi-Wan!|
When I was a girl, I was terribly sure trees and flowers were the same as birds or people. That they thought things, and talked among themselves. And we could hear them if we really tried. It was just a matter of emptying your head of all other sounds. Being very quiet and listening very hard. Sometimes I still believe that. But one can never get quiet enough.