when i was a little girl, i wanted to create a fossil.
i gathered a smooth stone,
carefully picked a green leaf off of the aspen tree
in our front yard,
and placed it atop the stone.
i kept it in a shoe box in my closet.
i checked on it every day to see if it was a fossil yet.
i asked my teacher when it would becme one.
and after that my hopes of creating this
as strange as this sounds,
this was more of a shock to me than santa not being real.