what these children accomplished was art. The words accomplished wonder in this reader. I’m in the belief that hope is for children. That is why I try to be around the hopeful- to believe in the world they dream of. A simple world where common sense rules & fear crawls back under the rocks & strength comes from hugs. A world where good words drown out, step on, crunch under our boots, the bad words. Bad words would become powerless. Compliments given freely & easily received without doubt. I like being around children because some are lucky enough to believe this. Other children, the ones who have no hope, I would like ‘we’ to gather them in our arms & give them our strength, so they can have hope.