There is a book written and illustrated by Marie Lousie Fitzpatrick. It is about a little kid wondering if he will ever get “there”.
The boy wonders if he will ever get there. He asks how long it will take to get there. He doesn’t know if he will be tall or short. He wonders if everyone is going there. How will he get there. Can his friends come? Can he stop and pick the daises on the way? He think that he has to much to do today to start going there. He will start tommorw. Definetly.
I have a connection to this because sometimes I delay some of the stuff I have to do. Sometimes I will say that I will do it tommorow and wont do it until 2 days later. Sometimes it gets me in tight situations so I have been trying to do it less. Another conection I have is sometimes I don’t know when I’m done. Lots of the time I need to ask lots and lots of questions to make sure I’m done. I wonder if I will ever get there.