“Across the English Channel!”
“Sailing through the Mediterranean!”
“A voyage around the world!”
“Aye matey, I’m a pirate in search of a great treasure!”
The children brought a whole new world to life with just paper and a puddle. They sat in a circle along the perimeter of their great ocean. The pebbles became treasure islands and minute ripples on the water surface transformed into mighty whirlpools.
And as I walked past them with a head full of a rational fear of germs and a heart full of paper boats and pirate stories I couldn’t say that the child in me wasn’t tempted to join them on their very real quest for treasure.