Two dozen children stood in wonder, staring wide eyed at the Washington monument soaring high into a bright blue sky.
Some students had already visited D.C. but were still awed by the sight; others had never left North Carolina and found themselves astounded by its majesty. Either way, it was impossible to be blasé in the midst of so much emotion.
Sometimes we forget. Adults become…well…not necessarily jaded, but accustomed to vast displays. Magnificent tributes. Masterpieces of one sort or another.
But then you see something through the eyes of a child and it all rushes back.
It truly is a wondrous world.
Riddle from the Middle 