The Art of Growing Up
The Art of Growing Up A man stood hunched over his easel- a set expression of dismay showed through his wrinkles- he feared his artistry had deteriorated with his health- for no longer did anyone visit to request a painting. The man was about to pack up and call it and early day when a youth who appeared promising cautiously approached. "May I paint you a picture?" asked the man with sincere enthusiasm. "Only if you can paint a picture about what it means to grow up." The old man frowned and... Sign in to see full entry.