Paper Stars

I don’t remember exactly how it started, but I’ve been seeing stars ever since. It probably was a product of my tendency to find something to occupy the idle hands and minds of those kids that I’m watching—whether babysitting or supervising in school or . . . well, you get the idea. Anyway, I began making paper/origami stars like my sister taught me this Christmas. Pretty soon I was addicted—and so were my students. They would sit at recess making origami stars instead of running around and playing house or standing around and talking about movies and boys and whatever else they felt like talking about. The addiction has worn off a little in all of us; but if one must have a fetish for something, I suppose that making paper stars isn’t a bad fetish to have. J