I Used To Be Good AT .. . .

Way back a few hundred years ago when I was a boy. . . Well maybe not a few hundred years, but it was a long time ago.  We kids were given an assignment at school to draw pictures of birds and label them.  I think that the teacher also wanted us to tell something about each bird.

Back then, I was quite good at drawing pictures of things, especially pictures that someone else had drawn.  So, I got out my Peterson's Field Guide to the Birds and started drawing and then coloring them with crayons.  I thought that I had done a great job but after the teacher graded them and returned them to us, I was shocked to see I got an "F".  My parents were furious.  In fact they went to see that teacher and the teacher said that the pictures were so perfect they had to be traced.  My parents insisted that I didn't trace them, but had just drew what I saw in the book.  Yep, the pictures in that book were drawn and painted by Peterson himself.

I guess the only moral to this story is that sometimes a person (or kid) can do some things too well.  I don't think that I could do that good of job anymore.  I am out of practice.  Of course if Grandma Moses could start painting in her old age, I should be able to sketch, draw, and/or paint in my old age.  Maybe I should sign my painting as Great Grandpa Dizzy. . .