One day, when I was in grade school, I asked my lolo (grandfather) to design the cover of my book report for me. He was busy working on something that day but without hesitation, he took my book report and began sketching. He sketched a scene similar to what I did today (his was a lot better, of course). I was almost disappointed at how light his hand was, scribbling, drawing lines, then putting a little bit of life to it using some colored pencils... He did it as if carelessly, so relaxed... I thought he was just playing with my cover, not taking it seriously... I was right, he was just playing. But I was wrong too, he was taking it seriously. He's heart was in the sketch that he did it ever so cheerfully and excellently. Finally, he used a marker to write down the book title and my name. I got a lot of compliments for my work, my teacher even decided to keep it as an example for future students. Until today, this scene is my favorite sketch and will always be memorable to me.
Funny how little things in our childhood could become one of our most treasured memories, eh?
Would you tell us something you fondly remember of when you were a child?