Sky

A little hand let go off of me and joined the crowd of its own. GoodMorning! Come in - The Teacher led by his hand and took him around the class room. Everything is new and every one is new. Who is this? asked the little voice. This is Sky, pointing to a cute little blue bird in a cage in the center of the class room, the teacher paused. He is blue as a sky. While some are busy with counting beads, some are busy washing dishes, some are writing and few familiar small heads looked up and smiled a hello. The teacher introduced the new kid to some older kids and led him to a small desk and a chair. I walked away thinking he is in better hands.