P is for …
My daughter sat in front of the piano keys for the first time last year, her feet barely brushing the floor as they swung back and forth.
Her teacher pointed out black keys and white keys, and how different keys are assigned different letters. The teacher identified middle C and all the others along the string of 88 keys.
But my distracted daughter peeked furtively at another letter: the giant letter P hanging from a hook in the corner.
“What’s that?” my daughter asked, jabbing a finger at the two-foot tall laminated “P.”
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You can read the rest of the story over at the Internet Cafe. We’re talking about what the big letter “P” meant for my daughter — and what it could mean for you and I.
Linked and read. Very good.
Hey Sis,
I left a comment on the post at the Cafe but I'm not sure it went through. I hope so. Thanks for sharing this with us!
Hugs.
Thanks for the truth mixed with love to hit home, straight to my heart.
Just call me mustard seed gal.
We can find god in every letter and in every number. He's everywhere.