| Show Inside it was always warm and cozy especially close to the old coal stove He huddled by the fire to warm his body chilled from Februarycold Mama made small talk while she pulled warm biscuits from the oven Clark ate three so fast that he barely tasted the fisrt two Currant jelly dripped off the edges and on to the table He loved the taste of the bright red jelly that was both sweet and tart at the same time He wanted to leave early enough for school that he could stop by the spring in the middle of town He loved to getdrink of water from the place from which his tiny town had received its name The water was so cold that it made his teeth hurt and the taste was sweet He loved Spring City It wasa friendly cozy place nested in among rolling hills and tall mountains People were friendly and most were kind He knew everyone and everyone knew him He grabbed his bag and hurried down the street making his way toward the small school The whole day he seemed preoccupied with the pennies in his pocket It made the day go slow to know he would spend them this very day He thought about saving them but let the thought go as quickly as it had come He checked to see if they were still there twice during math and once during spelling The only time that he could concentrate on anything else was during art which he loved almost as much as life itself Drawing was what he did in most of his spare time It pleased the teacher and she told his mother that he showed real promise Drawing was his window to the world Pushing the pencil he shaded the belly ofhorse perfecting its proportion He made the mane look exactly like the mare next door He wanted the legs to appear strong as if this creature could run forever againstblazon sky He visualized every muscle surrounded by soft velvet skin and hair He worked on the sketch for most of the afternoon The teacher didnsay anything as he worked through the time for reading He was most himself with pencil in hand andpaper beneath it When the bell rang it startled him Snatching his book and bag he headed for the door 115 |
