The heart of miracles, a miracle of hearts
By Anton (7 years young)
I will be telling you how I found a quilted heart:
We were on vacation and we stopped at a motel in Lee Vining. In the morning, me and my dad went to charge our electric car and have breakfast. The charger was at a park overlooking Mono Lake. On the way to a café, we went to the grounds around an old museum (Mono Basin History Museum), where there were no people except for us. The museum was closed, but there was interesting old rusty machinery displayed on the grounds. On an old and rusty industrial air blower made in 1901 to ventilate mines, we found a quilted heart! It’s a miracle! And on this delicate beautiful heart, there are two buttons, one orange, one pink, and a hedgehog. It is amazing! Hedgehog is my spirit animal. My parents call me hedgehog. They’ve been calling me hedgehog since before I was born (they tell me). The heart was made for us!
Thank you for this beauty to whoever made it and hung it on that air blower!
Anton (with minor editing and major gratitude by his dad, Sasha)
