Jack's
Journal
February 12th 2003
I went to the National Art Gallery. It’s a glass building. A glass building is a kind of building that mostly has glass. It made it look fancy and you could look outside more. And want to hear something silly? There’s a table that moves and it’s called the Childhood. Guess who build it? Max Dean. He’s the guy who built it and I’m pretty happy for him, because I did like that table. The table was in this room with nothing in it except the table. The floor is pink and the table and the walls are white. When you walk into the room, know what happens? The table twirls around. It moves forward and sideways and backwards. It was following me. I guess I got it confused because it goed forward back sideways right left over and over and over again.
I also saw some pictures. Guess what was the silliest? It was a picture that had a coffin sitting up on a couch. I think there was a lady in the coffin and she sitted there so much the artist thinked they should put her in a coffin.
There was a chapel. A chapel is a big place where you worship God. I saw some big speakers and each one of them speaked a boy and a girl. They were singing actually. I heard a voice that’s like my daddy’s.
There was a little house and it had all these paintings on the walls and on the ceiling. There were boats. You know, I would like a little house like that.
There was a scary monster creature down in a place that was very deep. The bad guy has walrus tusks and the rest is human and he keeps children in his hood. He catches them when they wander out to the free land. Why does he do that? ‘Cause he thinks the children are bad.
I had a good time, and then we had lunch, and then we went to the table place again and then we went home.
The end.