The view can be different for everyone, depending on the angle
Now and then I mention some little illustrations to my 16 grandchildren. The habit developed while raising my five kids, coming from my romantic “poet’s” heart (for which I am often accused).
My earliest recollection goes back to kindergarten in 1965, when my teacher—a very artistic lady who dressed colorfully and treated us kids as equals—wore a pair of earrings one day that looked like mini-globes. I was fascinated by them and her. My parents were generally conservative, so this woman represented another side of “adults.” As time went by and I experienced other things new, I recalled this picture of her and the dangling planet earths. It wasn’t a crush; it was an icon.
