The Puppeteer's diary ~ 21 ~
They are so funny, my former puppets. Who are they to me now? Probably, they are really my pupils. I've taught them being free, as parents teach toddlers walk. Step by step, even if you've fallen down and it hurts - you have to rise and keep trying. Turned out strange - all or nothing. The majority hasn't reached the freedom, these three have made it center of their world.
