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"The castle! I
need the castle,” Jessica looked around the table for the right sponge amid a
messy array of red shirts, paints, brushes, and sponges on the worktable. Jason squirted a blob of brown paint on the
castle sponge; across from him, Hannah brushed paint onto a cone while Kalli and Cole made water flow through the middle of their
shirts with a bright blue.
"Hey John! You
have a shirt to finish, too," I called him back from his cement project on
the floor beside us. Natalie debated how
to use the sponges to make a bridge;
"I'm
no artist..." John picked up a
bottle of green paint and dol-upped some on a piece
of cardboard. He began painting a statue
of liberty, then a bridge. Everyone is
an artist today, I thought, as I viewed the circle of color and chaos
affectionately.