"A Little Pit Bull's Observation"

The softball game had been going on for a long time, and she was very, very bored.  Watching the older sister play wasn't all that appealing or interesting, but she wasn't making a real fuss about it.  She was just "bored and hungry."  And itchy, because she had done some cartwheels and headstands in the grass.

In between the periods of boredom and hunger she expressed a thought she had just had. "I think," she said, as she looked out at the ball field, "that all the blades of grass, the weeds, and the flowers represent all  the people in the world.  The weeds are the bad people, the flowers are the good people, and the grass represents everyone else, people who aren't good or bad."  She went on to explain that when these living representations die it is because a person has died, and when new life grows it is because a baby has been born.

The command of language and expression this little one has stretches beyond her 8 years.  Her perceptions are priceless, and she is wise beyond those years.  I told her that I was going to write her profound observation down so she could read it someday when she is a grown woman.  And so I am.  Tell me you'll look at a patch of lawn or vegetation in the same way as you did before you read the wisdom of Miss Syd.  And tell me her observation isn't so.