Genius

It was my turn to spend a little time with Patrick.

He sat on the floor in my office, putting together a few simple puzzles, all the while thinking aloud about his process.

“This one has round corners. It goes up here.”

“Here’s the eyes. This piece goes with the face.”

“Blue goes over here. His pants.”

Suddenly his frustration level rises.

“Where is it? I lost it! Now I can’t finish it!!”

Time for me to make a suggestion.

“Patrick, I bet if you stand up, you might see that you’re sitting on it.”

Up he jumps, sees the missing piece, quickly scoops it up and proclaims…”Mrs. Thompson, you’re a genius!”…plops back down and finishes the puzzle.

All is well again. Thanks to the genius.

 

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