Friday, September 17, 2010


This morning Ali insisted I come and look out the kitchen window at the sky. I didn't think it urgent, but he continued to press. When I joined him, I saw beatiful pink clouds. "The clouds are purple," he said, and indeed, they were at the bottom edges, a contrasting scallop to the pink.
I told him it was the sun rising. Then he thought about what the rising moon looks like, and forming a circle with his hands, showed me how it moves up into the sky.
"Thank you for showing me the sky, Ali."
"You're welcome."
A few minutes later it was gone.

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