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You know how sometimes you have a clear point and you seek a metaphor to explain it? Well this is the opposite. I had a little moment today that seemed like the perfect metaphor for something -- I just can't decide quite what.
The story: I arrived at a school today, where I work with children as young as four, upset about something else. It was one of those things (you know) -- I sat in my car trying to stop crying and pull myself together, knowing time was running short. I finally decided no more makeup was going to help, I'd put on my sunglasses and explain my red nose as a cold.
Already some of the kids I work with were on the playground, so I knew I'd have to walk past them (cheerily) and I dreaded it.
"Hi, Miss (Sparkly)!" they shouted, one after another and in little choruses. "Hi, Miss (Sparkly)!" I gave a smiling, generic "hi" and a wave. I noticed two of the little boys had put plastic buckets on their heads, with the handles under their chins.
One ran up to the fence, seeking his own special "hi" from me. "Hi, Miss (Sparkly)!"
"Hi, Jimmy. I like your hat."
"It's not a HAT! I just put a bucket on my head!" he shouted, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, and as if I were completely crazy to suggest otherwise.
Does this strike a chord with you? (Even parts of the story, if not the whole thing?)
If so, how would you sum up what it's a metaphor for? (I have several ideas, but want to see how it strikes you amazingly creative people!)
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