All year long, little hands scribble and scratch, swirls of colours in waves and giant balls.

They gleefully rip, many times carelessly snip and then glue the bits.

The characters begin to come together; snakes and lamps, planes and trees, traffic lights, Santa, creatures under the sea.

Then comes the time when it’s imperative for the old hands to stay calm.

It’s pretty easy to lose sleep; table arrangements, precariously balanced chairs, sweating over placards, tapes and strings- common affair.

In the end it all comes together beautifully, with drama and flair.

Presenting a few of pictures taken during the last Annual Art and Craft Exhibition in school, my collage of memories to savor, saved for a later date.

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