Pictures, Captions, and Four Year Olds
 Sarah (of Sarah laughs and Blunt Cogs fame) made this picture. It’s the final product of Joe Minnetola’s hard work each day at the Furd plant. Curious? Click the picture or use the SafeTselector at the top of the page to pull up the Closure series. Quite possibly the best stuff I’ve produced since last July or so; I implore you to read it and critique. Episode 6 will be up in two days. Until then… My 4-year-old daughter has a journal that she keeps at school. In it the children are instructed to draw an image on paper and then a teacher transcribes the child’s story underneath. The following are from my daughter, Samantha. The apple, as they say, doesn’t descend far from the twisted tree from which it spawned. Click to enlarge! |
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| This one seems pretty normal. Don’t worry, they get worse. This is a bunch of leaves. They stayed on the ground until someone raked them up. I raked them up and put them in the garbage bag. I put the garbage bag in the garage. |
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| A simple, yet eternal story: Once upon a time, there was a girl next door. |
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| Like all love stories, this one ends in tragedy: I love you. This is a beautiful garden. It was raining. There was a kite. I hit my head. |
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| Waterfowl and frozen dairy don’t mix: This is a big circle. The ice cream is melting. The ice cream is strawberry. It is in the shape of a duck. The ice cream fell in the grass. |
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| A tale of high adventure! My Mom is in the park. She was walking and she got caught in the trees. The cowboys came and got her free. My Dad came to rescue her. He grabbed her and swung from the trees into our house. |
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| Don’t they all? This is the road. It leads to Disney Land. |
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Look, this one is beautiful to look at! It’s about a big Godzilla and another person: 2, 5, 7 persons. Godzilla is in the Iron Giant movie that my Dad has. I watch it with Dad. Iron Giant starts to be by Hogarf. It stays O-B-Bay. Not sure what to make of that last sentence. |
Posted in Uncategorized by SafeTinspector on March 21st, 2006 |
7 comments
So much of the poignancies of life can be captured in the image of an ice-cream, fallen in the grass. Especially a duck-shaped ice cream.
I see that your daughter is also going through the disturbing black jagged lines and huge blood-like puddle phase. Thank God! I thought it was just mine.
those are truly fantastic. your daughter’s a wee genius safet. i want more!!
maybe you could start a little side blog just for her journal?
or of course pop it in her blog… which i only discovered half a second ago… yes, i’m a little slow
I always wonder how their little minds work.
Other Sam: Yes, my Sam has her moments of dark alacrity. Poor, misshapen godzilla thing…
shoopska:I’ll add the Sam Whited related content to her blog as well. (I have relatives that never come here, but go there often, if you know what I mean)
kari:I think it best that we don’t know.
Can’t. Stop. Giggling. So wonderful. So much more advanced at 4 than I was at 6 even. Leave it to Sam (PCB) to point me towards bloggy awesomeness.
mom101: I laughed my butt off, too. Sammy got a little defensive, but we took pains to make sure she understood that we loved the stories.
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