The Snowy Owl. While in elementary school my brother either had to or chose the snowy owl to write a report about. I remember his frustration and procrastination over the assignment. His frustration from self doubt, feeling stupid wanting instead to just give up and take a failing grade. I nagged him to just do it and get it over with.
I can vividly recall the way he would grip the pencil so tight in self aggravation. As firmly as he held to the pencil, he persevered. Even through his perceived short comings he completed the report.
I wonder if from his research he learned the magical meaning of owls: wisdom.
The sight of my daughter holding the snowy owl just filled my eyes with tears, the memory of my brother and this snowy owl report flooded my mind.
Thanks for being with us today~