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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Art (01/18/07)

TITLE: Tucked Away
By Karen Petty
01/19/07


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Light & lovely notes floated through the sanctuary. Some voices sang along, as the offering basket carried their gifts. Others smiled & laughed with their neighbor, over quiet conversation. I scanned the crowd, hoping to find that my teenage daughter wasn’t chomping her gum, painting her fingernails or otherwise instituting a jabberfest, during the service. So far, so good, today, I’d thought to myself. There was a time when she always sat next to “mom” at church. We’d share a hymnal, or sometimes play tic- tac –toe. She’d hold my hand & want to try on my rings. Her eyes were looking to me. I, briefly, sorted through my memories. Had it been that long ago? As the ushers made their way to the back of the room, I looked down and found the tip of some piece of paper, sticking out of the pages of my bible. Tucked away, in the concordance, was a drawing. India had drawn it years before, as we’d sat, side by side, in church. Two beautiful round faces adorned with fancy hairdos & floating hearts looked back at me. The words read “Get better”. I then, remembered having not felt well, one Sunday & she had kindly drawn the two of us, for me. I couldn’t help but smile. What a precious girl. I began sifting a bit more & discovered a handful of other drawings that she’d made for me, while sitting next to me, in church. So many hearts, flowers, & “I love you”s covered the pages. After church, as usual, my daughter was the last one to hop in the van, chatting away to her friends, every second till the door closed. I turned to her & said “ I love you, India”. “I know, mom.” She said. “I love you, too.”


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Joanne Sher 01/25/07
Very sweet and moving. This would be an easier read if you divided it into paragraphs a bit. Thanks for sharing this wonderful moment!
David J. Shock01/25/07
I thought this was a touching story. I also think it would flow better with paragraphs, but you did a good job!
Kathie Thomas01/26/07
Lovely story - I agree, could have done with paras to break it up a little, but it read very well.
Donna Emery01/27/07
I agree with your other comments. I could see the scene clearly; how precious those drawings must be!
Martha Ford01/30/07
Great memories for all us Moms. A child's art is forever etched on a mother's (and a father's) heart. Thanks for reminding me in a short, concise way. Showing your memories produces more impact that telling. Keep writing!