On Giftedness and Creativity- Lost and Found

Sometimes, as teachers and/or parents, in our busy worlds we can forget how much of an influence we may have on those precious souls in our care.. the emergence of a rare talent/creativity in any form, can often be tentative, and fragile and unsure.. often a product of incredible sensitivity. It can be most painfully squashed, and take years if ever, to have the confidence to appear again… often only if met by another who understands..
“Unforgotten”
(by me!!- Leslie S. Graves)
You asked us
to draw a beautiful memory
We each had
Lovely coloured crayons
supplied
a blank paper and eyes
opened wide
We were only four, some of us
were even five
with tumbling fingers
scribbling hard, each
Hoping our picture
would please teacher
Ah..but I was one who considered
before I scribbled
and instead of dreamy shapes
I drew a train
complete with whistles, coal and flame
on tracks,
It’s engineer waved a cane
and shouted
‘ALL ABOARD’
You were working at
your desk
Did not notice, pick mine
out from the rest
At the end of the day
during circle time
you asked us to identify
and take home our
drawing
Mine came up, next to last
two hands came up
You who failed to see
my hand that worked so
diligently
Gave it not to me
but to another child
And then you wondered
why I cried and
would not love the
Circle left on that
last sheet as if it were my own
I would never draw again
Until many years had flown
Until a kind man
In another school saw a
doodle in a book
With passion
His eyes wide open
His heart sincere and true
Placed a pencil back into
my hand
and said.. welcome home


