"To his amazement, he discovered that he could draw lines to look like things.
The stick began to draw vigorously in the sand. A giant tapestry emerged from
the dust. As he scibbled, the plants and animals gathered around and watched in
rapt attention."
The clever stick had a head full of amazing and wondrous things. He had been 'sharp' from the beginning...he could do math, float, write poetry, listen to birdsong; but, he could not make his thoughts known. He had no voice. He wanted to help his neighbors with their many pursuits. Silence was a big drawback for him.
On one of his many daily treks, he made a fantastic discovery. He could make marks on the ground...and his life changed! He drew what he was thinking and feeling, and his friends noticed. They stopped to watch...he did not notice them. He was so enamored of his new way of communication. He was finally free to express himself.
A discovery about rain and it's ability to destroy his masterpiece does not deter. 'He knew at last he had found his voice.'
A thoughtful and creative message to all of us!
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