And I was lucky enough to have the time to pick him up.
And he didn't disappoint.
Due to some misunderstanding between the art school and us, Daryl's first art class was delayed by a day. When I got to the school some 5 minutes before the scheduled ending time, I could see him sitting on a stool, swinging his stocky legs back and forth, and casually putting some strokes with a big paintbrush in his right hand.
I had no idea what he was painting or drawing. But it was a very lovely scene for me.
Like other parents, I asked the teacher how he did when the class finally ended some 20 minutes later. She told me that Daryl did really well, had pretty good control of the paintbrush (i.e., he managed to get rid of the excess water by gently patting it at the side of the paint dish), responded to instructions really well and enjoyed having kids around him.
And most importantly, his first "Official" drawing simply rocked.
I simply couldn't believe what I saw. I kept asking the teacher and Daryl whether he did it all by himself. They both said yes, and the teacher told me the only thing she did was to make a drawing of a tiger, and asked all the kids to draw a similar one.Stunning.
Perhaps he's really talented in painting and drawing. Perhaps his painting or drawing will someday sell for millions of dollars. But I don't really care. All I care is Daryl being happy and enjoying what he does.
In fact, he loves it so much that he told me after the class that he only wants to go to the art class, but not his kindergarten anymore.
