Letter F With Feathers

Ethan wanted to show me his room. There were cars and trucks and trains. There were books, and educational toys.

But what surprised me the most were his projects that were proudly displayed on his bedroom wall.

I had to stop and stare, and appreciate his current project. It was the Letter F with Feathers. I was struck with the contrast between our two childhoods. My childhood was one of violence. I watched violence on tv. I played games of violence, cowboys or soldiers. I had pistols and rifles. If I was shot I could perform an oscar winning death performance.

I was very impressed with the atmosphere of non violence that his parents are trying to cultivate. What a wonderful world this would be.