Portraits and Relationships of Brookline
A BEAUTIFUL THING
by Zvi A. Sesling
The boy, about nine, sits in
the balcony of Temple Sinai his hands
cupped like a V his chin and
cheeks placed squarely in the
middle as he intently watches
the Ark being opened where
the Torah is kept
Next to him his sister about six
points and says, Look
Children joyfully absorbing the history
into which they will grow
Third graders wrote poems about family some years ago:
by Max S
My mom has light skin like the sand
and sparkling brown eyes. My mom
calls…. Maaax, come down here now!
My mom has very soft clothes at home,
but when she’s at work, she’s like a swan.
She has white gloves, a white mask,
and a clean white coat.
My mom is on one side of a lake,
and I’m on another. I want a bridge
to appear, but it won’t until
mom comes home.
by Joon H.
My grandfather looks like
the greatest king ever.
My grandfather makes no sound
when he is walking or eating.
His skin is tan and his hair
looks like a young man’s,
also, he always wears
a young man’s clothes.
He smells like a sweet fresh bread
that just came out of an oven.
I feel happy about him because
he’s the greatest king ever!
(More poems follow the Art)