how beautiful a place with nothing could be a place full of everything. How the sun shone bright
like fire, how the sky was so perfect, how the clouds were as fluffy as marshmallows and how
everything looked so lovely.”
Jeremy asks “And then and then?”
“Well I don’t really know what happens next. Let me think.”
“Mia you should think deeper. There’s always something interesting about everything, like my
toy car, I always wished for it to be able to fly!”
I thought and thought, while staring out the window. It took me quite a while before I could
figure what to say next. Goodness me, I got it!
“Do you see it, Jeremy? Do you see the little bumps they make like pointy wizard hats? How
effortlessly smooth they are, the wrinkly yet unwrinkled lines that are created, the contrast
between lightness and darkness. That line right in the middle that continues with ease and
gradually disappears. This is amazing! The beauty in how peaceful the desert is? The allure of
how there seems to be no one there, how mysterious it would be?”
I paused with an enormous smile on my face.
“Then the opposites of softness and roughness of touches between the two, the warmth of
those little beads, the action when they go between your fingers and the show they put on as they
flow, just like an hourglass. How the sun would set and create this magnificent scene, just like in
paintings. The fading colour of red to orange to yellow. The process of the sun setting down as the
night has come to take its place.”
I stopped and looked down and saw a small adorable boy, sucking his finger, my little brother
Jeremy whom I love so much, fast asleep. How did I even get to these eyes? A sudden change of
mind all thanks to this little boy’s imagination. I couldn’t stop myself from imagining the beauty
of the desert. So I continued on telling the story while Jeremy was already fast asleep. I looked out
the window, smiling with sparkles in my eyes and continued on.
“And how the cold temperature at night would..”
