Feedback Friday:

I have a five-year-old son. He likes video games where you have to find the objects that will help you escape from a room. He likes books that explain how Japanese castles were organized. He loves sleeping but hates going to bed.

One day when he was in pre-school, while the other kids were napping, his teacher found him sobbing, holding a book about turtles. When she finally got him calmed down enough to explain what was wrong, he said: “We have to take care of the earth.”

When he draws a picture of a person, he draws the bones inside their body.

I can’t imagine the author of this story doesn’t have children. This is exactly what it’s like. We send them out into this world, and we’re fearful for what it might do to them. But they have this curiousity. And even though it can terrify us, we have to feed it, because in the end it’s going to be what saves them.

When my son’s pre-school teacher told us about Raimi sobbing during naptime, she said “I just know that a five-year-old who cries for the Earth and the loss of turtle habitats is going to grow up to be a special person.”

Yes. But they all will.