I Am Beautiful Because...I Am Creative

When I came home from school, my Mom said, “Why the gloomy face?” I said, “I’m just not good at anything!” She walked over to our refrigerator and said, “Do you see what I see here?” I thought she might be joking! “I see magnets, papers, and a food shopping list,” I replied. She pointed to some of my drawings and paintings and said, “I see master pieces by someone who is very creative!”