By Matias Travieso-Diaz We are blown upon the world; we float buoyantly upon the summer air a little while, complacently showing off our grace of form and our dainty iridescent colors; then we vanish with a little puff, leaving nothing behind but a memory-and sometimes not even that. Mark Twain Elisa was only five when … Continue reading The Soap Bubble Fairy
Academy of the Heart And Mind 