Wise at Heart
A wonderful childhood friend of mine (who apparently lurks here, and wishes I would post more... oh, I'm sincerely sorry I've been slacking, for I've been working so hard on my... uh, book) loves to read.
Sometimes she shares titles with me, especially good young adult and children's titles. I am a good listener, when she so speaks.
That's why I'm having my seven-year-old read me The Ugly Princess and the Wise Fool.
Here's an excerpt that I thought could give us something to think on, both as writers and as leaders of all kinds.
"At that time all wise men wore long white beards, small round spectacles, and black robes, and they always carried leather satchels filled with important papers. They were easy to spot in a crowd. The other people in the kingdom didn't like wise men because they used ten words where one would do, but weren't of any use in a crisis, so nobody felt sorry when King Irwin made them stay indoors.
There, the wise men moped and sneered just as unpleasantly as they had done outside. It didn't occur to most of them that if they just changed their clothes and cut off their long white beards they would be able to go out in the streets again without being recognized. Or possibly they were so proud of being wise men that they would never have dreamed of giving up the image..." p.14
My daughter read that passage. Then she looked up and said, "They must not really be wise men!" Wise child, to see the heart of things.
Photo of Bleeding Heart, on the way to my Secret Place. L.L. Barkat.
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From Shannon's no-nonsense blog (I think he shaved off the beard without regret): Visceral