Buried in paying bills with my laptop, for a second I looked up, and I was stunned by a young lady standing in front of me, dressed up as if she came from the colonial times. It was my daughter, shining.
It turned out that the next day was the “Colonial Day”, every student needed to show up in colonial costumes. That was why my daughter and my wife had been asking if I had any T-shirt to spare. I didn’t know how they did it, but in the end I was amazed to see they had turned an old T-shirt into a cap, an apron, and a piece of cloth that served to wrap books and pens. What seemed to be in far away history had just become alive, and even touchable. It was truly beautiful.
That wasn't the end of the story, though. She was a little upset when she came back from school, saying everybody else was dressed up in purchased colonial costumes, she seemed to be the only "maid", and the home class teacher seemed to like new costumes better.
I frowned, and said, "The colonial days were not about wines, fancy hats and parties. It was all about work, creation and survival. You and mom did a great job in making the costume out of a T-shirt. That was very creative. You also did a great job in showing up as a realistic figure in colonial times. We are proud of you!"
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Strobe Info: One Vivitar at camera left, one Vivitar at camera right. The light ratio is adjusted to about 2:1. The third Vivitar was used as background light.
