L's Kindergarten class has been doing a unit on marine life. They've been learning about the ocean and all the happy, smiling denizens that live therein. One of her assignments was to pick a favorite sea animal and make a diorama about it. Many of L's little friends chose starfish and clown fish and other cheerful specimen. There were whales and otters and a plethora of other critters of the murky depths. L, however, didn't fool around. Eshewing all sentimentality and gentility, Little Miss Priss immediately chose her favorite sea creature; the ravenous, blood-drenched, sociopathic Great White Shark.
L is focused and no-nonsense when it comes to artwork, so she took it all very seriously. We tried to inject ourselves as all good overbearing and controlling parents do, but she really would not be helped. Daddy was relegated to printing out a cut-out of a shark and hunting in the garage for glue, but that was pretty much the extent of my creative contract. The bulk she did on her own. Once she's done with her nuclear physicist degrees at Oxford, she just might have to take up art at the Sorbonne. (Though I fear her work may have dark and disturbing overtones.)
Not to be allowed to rule the seas unchallenged, N insisted on making a diorama as well. Since his pre-K class is known as the "Sea Turtles" he had no difficulty finding a suitable subject.
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