The Magic of being a child

The "crystal maker" and the "crystals"

My girl has a funny little mechanical pencil lead box. It has a small rectangular concave hole all along the whole box. My girl would use a high lighter to colour the hole. Then she would pour glue into it to set. After a day, she would peel off the dried glue and she would have a coloured piece of something which she calls crystals. She calls this process "making crystals". Sometimes she uses different coloured high lighter to create multi coloured "cyrstals".

Her younger brother had been watching her with envy. So for his birthday, she asked for permission to go to her school bookshop to buy the same mechanical lead box for him. I said it was ok and gave her a dollar and some wrapping paper to wrap up her present.

The boy was very happy with this present. Yesterday he tried this "crystal making" process for himself. He made a green "cyrstal". I was in another room when he peeled off his "crystal" for the first time. However, he came running to show me and the look on his face was priceless.

It was a look of wonder, excitement and joy all mixed up together. It was a look of magic that only a child can possess. It made me laugh out loud just looking at him. Isn't it wonderful to be a child? Isn't it wonderful to be around a child?