Thoughts for the Week:

As adults, we often forget what it was like, in childhood, always to be looking up at so much of the world. We looked up at the grownups who controlled so much that happened, and we looked up at the tables where so many interesting things seemed to be. If we climbed up on a chair to get a closer look at those curiosities, towering grownups would most likely put them up somewhere still higher - out of our reach. Having to look up at the world like that all the time must have made us feel small and powerless. How exciting it was when, from a parent's shoulders or some other safe perch, we could look down at things for a change!