My name is Jasper, 5th grader. I’m at the library. The
one downtown. I’m with my mom. She’s inside. I’m at the top
of the steps. Outside. Thirty-seven of ‘em. I snuck out here. I
got 68 multicolor bouncy balls. I hid ‘em in my backpack.
Three…two…one. I let ‘em all go at once. These are the
small bouncy balls. ‘Bout the size of a grape. Like I said, 68 of
‘em. Green. Yellow. Blue. Red. Orange. They scatter
everywhere. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.
Uh-huh. Just as I thought. Everyone is smilin’ at what I
did. Will ya look at that. All the grownups stop. Kinda like a
policeman blew his whistle and yelled, “STOP.” They watch
and look and point. Laughin’ the whole time. The few kids out
here run after the bouncy balls. I don’t mind. They can have
‘em. Man. Am I cool or what. I do lots of wacky stuff like this.
I call it, scattering sunshine.
I give it all I got everyday. I comb my hair. Brush my
teeth. I say please and thank-you with sugar on top. I’m sweet
like candy. Cute like a bug. I’m happy. My smile’s magic. My
eyes sparkle. I glow with happy power. When I see myself in
the mirror, there’re swirlies of glitter going round and round and
round me. I’m kinda special. I got the joy-joy-joy-joy down in
my heart. Everywhere I go I change the world around me. I
dunno. It’s just what I do n’all.
When I see people—like grownups—I say, “Hello,
Ma’am.” “Hello, Sir.” “What a beautiful day this is.” I smile
big—give a thumbs up and I’m on my way.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll see you.
You’ll know when you see me. I can’t be missed. Big
smile. White teeth. Nice hair. Sweet. Cute.
Oh, yeah, and I glow.
I’m Jasper, 5th grader.