R E F L E C T I O N 

Super Girl

What does a young artist do 

when forced to go to 

school wearing a uniform?

Hide a superball in her pocket, 
of course. 

I was restricted to grey and navy, but in my pocket was a multi-colored secret. A tiny work of art. The treasure would be revealed at recess, powered by my own force. Bouncing far above my head, it lifted my gaze — flying colors framed by sky. I could escape the plaid polyester. I was free.