Sight


“Alright, so, you know that feeling you get when you can’t sleep because you’re looking forward to something the next day?”

“Mhm.”

“Ok. That feeling is yellow. That’s what yellow is.”

“Ohh, I felt yellow when Mommy and Daddy took me on vacation tomorrow!”

“You mean last week?”

“Yeah. We went to the beach!”

“What color do you think the beach was?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “Next color!”

“Ok, next color. Think of the yummiest dessert you’ve ever eaten.”

“Like cake?”

“Like chocolate cake. Or fudge. Brownies, caramel, hot chocolate, s’mores! That’s brown.”

“So brown is your favorite color?”

“Well, those foods are some of my favorites, but brown isn’t my favorite color.”

“Which one is?”

“Orange. Orange is what fall smells like, and what the leaves crunching under feet sound like. Now, red, that’s heat, love, anger; it’s all those feelings that are hard to hold back. Green looks like salad tastes, and blue looks like life feels. Think air, breath, water, refreshment, and relaxation.”

“And purple?”

“Purple is the feeling of velvet fabric, the sound of jazz music, and the taste of lollipops. So now what color do you think the beach is?”

“All those happy colors at once! I bet that’s what Mommy and Daddy look like, too.”

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