Daniel and I were coming out of the back door of Meehan Elementary School and walking past the playground towards the truck. I had just picked him up from Third Base, his after school program.
“So what did you do in school today?” I asked. I ask this almost every day and usually get one of the following answers:
- “Same thing as yesterday.”
- “I don’t remember.”
- “I had recess and then I ate lunch.”
This afternoon I got a surprise.
“I learned some art today,” said Daniel. He seemed to be in a better mood than normal. That was a good sign. We got into the truck and I waited for the click of Daniel’s seat belt before starting it up.
“What did you learn about art?” I asked.
“Origami,” replied Daniel. When I took Japanese in college (so I could understand what they were really saying in the monster movies), we learned some basic origami. I learned to fold a piece of paper and make a little bird. When you pulled on its tail, the wings flapped. I was impressed they were teaching Daniel the art of Japanese paper folding in third grade.
“Very cool,” I said. “What kind of origami did you learn to do?”
“I know how to make a circle,” he said with a smile. I wasn’t familiar with making a circle in origami. I ripped out a piece of paper from my blogging notebook on the passenger seat and offered it to Daniel.
“Can you show me how to make a circle?” I asked.
“Sure!” said Daniel. He took the piece of paper and crumpled it into a ball. “See? It’s a circle!” That was a pretty good gag, especially for Daniel. We both laughed all the way to Logan Avenue.