Keman would have liked to spend more time with Mr. Shakespeare, but his nurse seemed to think it was "unnatural" for a boy his age (to which he almost replied, "twenty-seven?") to spend so much time curled up in a corner, reading. He hadn't even had time to mark his page when the blasted woman lead him off! He knew that he'd been somewhere in Act II (or was it Act III?) of Titus Andronicus, but beyond that, he couldn't say. There were so many people being murdered, maimed, and raped that he couldn't keep it all straight.
Maybe it was a good thing that he'd stopped reading when he did. He hadn't really enjoyed all that bloodshed.
The nurse sat him down in the Arts and Crafts room with a box of crayons that were supposedly "non-toxic" and a pile of construction paper with the extremely vague order, "draw your feelings." Even after over three weeks in this place, he still didn't understand what that meant, so he settled on sketching the people around him. The man nearest him was Keman's first suject/victim. He looked thoroughly put out over something, and it made for some interesting body language to try to capture.
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Keman would have liked to spend more time with Mr. Shakespeare, but his nurse seemed to think it was "unnatural" for a boy his age (to which he almost replied, "twenty-seven?") to spend so much time curled up in a corner, reading. He hadn't even had time to mark his page when the blasted woman lead him off! He knew that he'd been somewhere in Act II (or was it Act III?) of Titus Andronicus, but beyond that, he couldn't say. There were so many people being murdered, maimed, and raped that he couldn't keep it all straight.
Maybe it was a good thing that he'd stopped reading when he did. He hadn't really enjoyed all that bloodshed.
The nurse sat him down in the Arts and Crafts room with a box of crayons that were supposedly "non-toxic" and a pile of construction paper with the extremely vague order, "draw your feelings." Even after over three weeks in this place, he still didn't understand what that meant, so he settled on sketching the people around him. The man nearest him was Keman's first suject/victim. He looked thoroughly put out over something, and it made for some interesting body language to try to capture.