Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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0 Comments:Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Wednesday, February 05, 2003 Thoughts on tactile pleasure. I do the pre-school story hour at the library. It's a huge chunk out of Wednesday's energy level but I love it so much I haven't been able to give it up in 25 years. The utter chaos of pre-schoolers draws me. Their complete readiness to learn, to open, to share, to expand - seems to stimulate me to do the same. The program is extremely interactive and the only people who are not allowed to talk in class are the parents. And I have special clothing I wear on story hour day. Velvet pants and chenille sweaters in winter. Silk Crepe de Chine or Charmeuse in summer. Sometimes stockings and a skirt. Because these kids like to touch. They sit close and they cuddle. They want to shiver at the sensation of these luscious fabrics. It's our little tactile joy. And they'll be here in 15 minutes. Off to work with you, Bess posted by Bess | 9:52 AM |
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