A few weeks ago, when I made my attempt at water poetry, it was suggested that my waterbrushed Chinese characters look like a child wrote them. So when I saw these kids at Beihai, I thought I’d compare.
Sure, the kids know more characters than I do, and can even write them faster, but I can use water without knocking over the bucket! Take that, kindergarteners!
. . . in the days long gone, in my home country, when the snow was on the ground the kids practised a form of art known as pissartus. I never figured out why, but girls didn’t participate.
Wonder why girls don’t play… I’ve got a short name!